Look Up

In one hand I hold bitterness, in the other joy. And as much as I want to hold on to joy with both hands, I find myself clinging tightly to the bitterness I hate so much. Those were the opening words in an entry from my journal about 18 months ago. We had been waiting in an adoption process for almost four years with no end in sight. I’d been scrolling through Facebook and was assaulted by photos of families with newborn babies and children newly home through adoption. That night my eyes filled with tears so bitter I could … Continue reading Look Up