My Girl, Talking 'bout My Girl!!!....My Girl!!

Having babies is not easy. Adopting babies, still, not easy.
We were the proud parents of four boys, yours, mine and no more.
But......I had always wanted to adopt.
I always wanted to be a nun, but I came to my senses, did we need more children???
When Hart was born, Bill and I started "the conversation."
I did not want to go through life, without a GIRL!!! and India was the only country that would let me choose the sex, so India it was. Mother Theresa had better find me a precious baby girl, and soon.
Our first little girl, Ami Grace, did not live to be with us. She died of heart complications, a few weeks before coming to the United States. So you know me and signs!!! I thought it just was not meant to be, and fell to my knees, "God, it was you who helped us through this adoption process, Damn-it, ( The lord knows, I like curse words) So fix it, I want to be a mother again, and these boys are wearing me OUT!!!.
Two days later, the agency bought over this picture of little Reshma, and she was mine. Now the wait, never a strong part of my personality. August came, and at the Philadelphia airport, the nuns handed me my daughter. EmmaLea Reshma Baron was home. She was underweight, and sick, with a head full of lice, and the most beautiful thing I had ever held.
Twenty-two years ago, a young mother took her baby to the ashram, so it could be cared for. Her love was so strong. That is about all we know of Emma's family in India, but what a wonderful thing to know your birth mother was so loving, and wise.
Twenty-two years, of allowing me, all of us, to show our love, and call her ours.
I have told her every day, she is the best.
Happy Birthday Em-Em, I love you, Dad loves you, Keith loves you, Brian loves you, Ward loves you, and Hart loves you.