In Memory of Emilie Grace Olsen and All Adoptees Gone Too Soon
At eleven years old, I was physically small, wore the color pink everyday, and had a constant smile on my face. In many ways, I still resembled a child much more […]
At eleven years old, I was physically small, wore the color pink everyday, and had a constant smile on my face. In many ways, I still resembled a child much more […]
This weekend, I chaperoned a middle school retreat in honor of Martin Luther King Jr. Day. Though my own middle school years aren’t that far behind me, I seemed to […]