Gap
The other day, I picked the kids up at afterschool to see a sad little face on Ciera greet me. By the time we got into the car, it was clear something had gone wrong. On the way home, from the backseat, Ciera shared that she did not have such a good day....and began to cry. It was all I could do to not pull over and get the whole story. When we pulled in to the garage, I knelt down and held this little person. On the playground, a little boy, who Ciera has mentioned before as a friend, apparently asked Ciera a bunch of questions about adoption, among them "did your real parents not want you anymore?" Ciera was so hurt, and the question opened up a raw wound for her. She and I spent the night together, joined at the hip, while she wept through dinner, homework and was unconsolable. In an effort to end the evening peacefully, I drew a bubble bath for her in my bathtub and chatted with her. After prayers and some reading, my little mermaid was feeling loved, comfortable