I had lunch with B. on Sunday and it was nice. She has been having odd dreams again. Dreams were R. turns into me…
I hope she realizes that I am not him.
I had lunch with B. on Sunday and it was nice. She has been having odd dreams again. Dreams were R. turns into me…
I hope she realizes that I am not him.
Categories: search and reunion
2 responses so far ↓
Suz Bednarz // June 3, 2009 at 9:28 am |
How nice you had a lunch!
Sorry to hear adoption trauma haunts her dreams.
maybe // June 4, 2009 at 3:46 pm |
You are all she has left of him….