I've been a proud mom and always will be. Therefore, I wanted to write something about my son and my fulfillment about being his mother. I wanted to share the joy of my motherhood. But in the end, I found myself writing about someone else's children.
Last night, I came across a folder of photos containing my trip to Sri Lanka last September. Something pinched my heart while looking at them. How could have I easily forgotten about them - the children at the orphanages I visited? Here I am a