Later, I’m sitting in a chair holding my newborn granddaughter, who has been given the name Makiya Rose, while the nurses fuss around tending to her mom. My heart is so full it aches as I hold the perfect baby girl in my arms, stroke her soft little hands, drink in the features of her exquisite little face, and gently stroke her reddish hair. My eyes move back and forth between the flawless baby girl in my arms and my daughter in the hospital bed in front of me.
Linda Hoye, Two Hearts: An Adoptee’s Journey Through Grief to Gratitude
Since that frigid afternoon in Calgary, Alberta when she was born a decade ago, this one has been the light of my life. It has been my great joy to watch her grow and become the person she is. She is smart and confident, a leader with a heart of compassion. She is a performer, and music has always moved her to MOVE. She’s a reader, and a writer (woo hoo!), and just simply a delight.
Happy 10th Birthday, Makiya. Your grandma and grandpa love you very much!