I buried my son ten years ago – when I saw my new neighbors’ boy, I was certain he looked exactly like mine would have if he were still alive today.

but I’m still here.” He looked at his adoptive parents. “I’m the lucky one.”

His mother moved closer to him and put an arm around his shoulders. I watched him lean into her, and my heart broke a little.

He was my boy, yet he wasn’t. I’d lost him a long time ago, just not in the way I’d thought.

I watched him lean into her, and my heart broke a little.continue reading …