A Refuge

Dear H and O,

It’s midnight and I can’t sleep. I’m up thinking of you… praying for you… hoping for you. Thinking about the moments when all of this came together, praying for God’s presence and provision in your lives, hoping you will always know how very loved you are. I have no words for how honored I feel to be your mom. Nothing could have prepared me for the flood of pure joy and unconditional ┬álove I feel for you. You’ll always have a refuge here.

Love you,
Mama

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