We got a package from Zion's birth mom.
In it were treats for everyone in the family, and a crocheted, happy, yellow blanket.
I struggle to express my emotions, the gratitude for this precious thoughtfulness on her part, and for my friend Ruth's gracious help mailing the package - which I'm sure was costly.
Meeting my child's birthmother was one of the most significant moments of my life. I hope some day to find words which convey what her relationship means to me.