Keahu & Terrence — The Christmas Reunion
I laughed at the memory of the staff writing each baby’s name on a separate colored card because even I sometimes mixed up identical booties.
I scanned the letters and made secure copies for our attorney.
Then I put the originals back into the cabinet.
They no longer felt like proof that I had failed to be believed.
They were proof that I had tried, and that I had eventually chosen to spend my energy on the lives in front of me.
PART 17
Four Different Questions
The reunion affected each child differently, and the differences became clearer once the excitement of Christmas faded.
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