Tonight I sit in my dark office listening to gleeful giggles of girls and I am moved. My heart overflows and my mind reaches back in time and I remember. I remember the sound of your newborn cries, I remember how your tiny pink lips would form perfect O's when you would talk to angels only you could see, and I remember the music in your unrestrained laughter.
From now to the end of my life, I will remember how profoundly grateful I am to you three women for letting me be your mother. I will remember to be grateful every day for the privilege of your unconditional love. I will remember to carry your heart with me always.
I love you,
P.S. To you my adopted daughter. I remember you too. I have no stories from when you were young yet I carry you in my heart. Thank you for adopting me.