You never know when a wave a grief will hit you. You could be moving about your day when suddenly things are not right – at least that’s how it is with our 6 year old.

I always feel blind sided. I always feel like I don’t have the right words because I haven’t suffered the loss she has. I didn’t lose my birth parents and my birth country.

But finally today, I remembered what a counselor said to me. She said, “You guys do a great job of talking, but maybe that’s not what your daughter needs. Maybe she just needs you to be present during her grief.”

So today, after 6 years, I slowed down. Instead of worrying about saying the right thing and moving forward; instead of continuing with the schedule, we sat in the chapel. We just sat.


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