Beautiful Brokenness

I sat in our hospital room with tears in my eyes and a heavy heart. How can something so broken, be so beautiful? My whole family was sleeping. I watched her mince as she changed positions and found a more comfortable way to rest. Her poor body had endured much with...

Our Birth Mom

In my last post, I shared about our open adoption. When Brandon and I were walking through the adoption process, I read everything I could find about birth moms. I wanted to know what it was like through their eyes. Whether you are interested in adoption, in the...