I’ve always considered myself a religious person, but I’ve always put more emphasis on free will than on God’s sudden intervention into our lives. Nevertheless the events of our adoption journey seem to show a divine pattern that’s hard to miss. In kindergarten I played “house” with two classmates. I was the mommy and they were my children. I continued the play long after the school year ended, long after losing contact with these girls. I played for several years in fact, adding to my “family” by adopting imaginary children. Each of my adopted children had names and many had … Continue reading →