I could almost feel their judgemental thoughts… she wasn’t really our baby, so why was is this so hard for me. I could not stop thinking of Ellyanna.
Four months–we have been home just four short months, but in some ways it seems like four years instead. So much has happened in that short time frame. After an absence of two years from our life, work, and home on the mission field, so much has changed–perhaps, nothing more than we ourselves.
For as long as I can remember the following has been my favorite bedtime story.