The arrival of aunt flow. Finally, after three months, my “aunt flow” has returned. And it had been an agonizing weekend. It all started after we went to the local…
To the tune of strawberry wine. Like strawberry wine. Quarantined. Hot April day. Wishing it was May. First taste of Lysol. Bittersweet. No toilet paper sign. Give me some strawberry…
“Love puts the fun in together, hope in tomorrow, and joy in my heart.” Each adoption story is unique in it’s own way. Ours is my favorite. Finally after a…