Adoption

It only made sense that Fio and Husband should adopt. Fio grew up with the concept--Friend Ellen was adopted.  Another girl in the neighborhood also was adopted.  And now Older Son and his wife are planning to adopt.  We just hope they can hit it as lucky with their child as we did with him.

In the meantime, Friend Ashley has emailed Fio two pictures of her darling newly-adopted baby girl. Blessings.

Years ago, Fiorella considered writing a poem about being an adoptive mother, but when she read this one, she realized Fleur Conkling Heyliger had already said it all:

Not flesh of my flesh
Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously my own.
Never forget for a single minute,
You didn't grow under my heart,
But in it.