How to Describe Life as BirthMother?
I love it when someone else reaches inside and pulls out their heart to show us. This is a good read. Well done.
I have vowed to be different. To be strong enough for my son and for me. I have promised myself that I won’t let go, I will feel it all – pain, loneliness, loss, and along with it, immeasurable love. But I wonder. What does all of this mean to him? How do I risk so much to enter his world with all the love I have for him, so that he may feel it… and yet careful not to intrude or make a mistake.”