Twenty Families Rejected My Daughter Because of Her Diagnosis—Then I Signed the Adoption Papers in Under Four Minutes

at once.

“One at a time,” I told her.

She giggled.

I looked at Rachel’s name.

There were still moments when her death felt impossible to understand.

Maisie didn’t fix that.

She wasn’t supposed to.

She was her own person.

Her own life.

Her own joy.

I touched the birthmark on her cheek.

“I’m going to tell you all about your mom someday,” I whispered.

Maisie grabbed continue reading …