Rummaging through our box of paperwork, I find it and it hits me unexpected. Her birth certificate, the one her birth mom stuffed in her bag as she sent her off to a “better life” at her uncle’s when she was only five. And at the top is a blue stamp that reads Siripi Rhino … Continue reading

Today I look around and my breath catches in my throat. Surely I should take off my shoes. Or fall to my knees. Or raise up my hands. Surely this moment is holy. Not because of anything spectacular. This morning is going the same way every morning goes. Still in my pajamas, hair disheveled, placing … Continue reading