motherless

"I walk around like I have a lightning rod through me. I can’t sit because I feel like I should be doing something. I pace, and I’m short with the kids, and I picture my life without them all and I feel like my lungs will explode." A fraught, bittersweet journey from foster to adoptive parent.

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