What We Are is Beautiful. (The Power of Adoption)
“Wait, I know you,” a stranger said as her eyes gleamed a familiar approval. “You’re Ian’s mom.” I smiled and peeked back at Ian and Gina, and then looked...
A Welcome Home.
I’ll admit it, my eyes do gleam a little when I talk about food. And yes, I do read cookbooks like romance novels. I have done Snoopy dances after...
