So out of the blue today, my
youngest son M, says to
me:
"So K (my son whom I placed for adoption) use to be your son too?
{Instant
ache of pain to the heart}
"Like
if he lived here, with us, he'd be my BIG brother?"
I looked at him and said, "Sweetie, he'll ALWAYS be your brother no matter where he is." M gets a HUGE smile on his face and replies:
"Cool, I have a big brother out there. He's kind of my guardian angel huh mom?"
{A tear in my eye and NOW my heart is swelling with pride}
