Still, I have moments where the sheer force of my gratitude almost pulls me to me knees. These boys, brothers now, just had their first “brother-only” sleepover in Stinky’s room it went well, Sugar Biscuit was thrilled to be invited into Bubba’s bed.

This morning, on a Sunday, when many people are headed to church, I am whispering a prayer of thanks to the Universe, to God, to the angels seen and unseen that allow us to have small moments of grace like this, every day.