Two boys in their beds, taking a morning nap. They are curled up in almost the same position, one blue and one black. This is exactly as it should be — two boys. I still miss the other pairs of two, Obi and Dexter, and then Dexter and Sam, but if I can’t keep all of them forever at least there are two now, a balanced pair.


I can hear the contentment, the deep sigh, in your words, Jill. And I feel contentment along with you. A deep yes.
♥