Tomorrow our Canoodle will mark yet another revolution around the sun / calendar and turn 4. How about that. It seems so long ago, like it was light years away, that we brought her home from China, brought her to become a permanant part of our family; forever. But the reality is that it has only been 3.5 years since she has turned our world into a much better place.
Granted at times, it seems like a trial, that perhaps we did not fully anticipate what it would mean. By how could we? How could any parent know what life is going to be like when their newest addition welcomes into the family? And while it might seem like a daily uphill push, she has such a wonderful and playful personality. And to boot, she has is quite the trickster when it comes to laughing.
But here is what bothers me; her biological mom. What about her? What has become of her? Does she have this very dark day that she just tries to get through and move on with her life or does she stop and mourn the loss of her daughter? I suppose it is possible to find her. Find her only if she didn't continue to hide what happened and what the outcome was. Maybe she didn't hide? Maybe the people she knows know what happened to her baby?
Whatever the feelings she is having, I wish I could tell her, if she cared and wanted to know, that her baby is doing just fine. She is happy, healthy and thriving... and turning 4!
