The delighted expectations for my journey have crashed and burned. Natural mother came down with a case of lower extremity hypothermia, and took the baby – already with the adoptive couple these three weeks past – back. There aren’t any villains in this piece, not really, just a lot of broken hearts.
Dammit… that just sucks.
I was just thinking that I should call you for an update. *sigh*
It was good to see you on Friday… I just wish your overall trip had been as happy as Friday night.
It does indeed. And yet I cannot shake the feeling that the fat lady has yet to sing.