A special woman

Half way around the world there is a woman I have very little in common with. She's over 10 years younger than me, grew up in a small village, and doesn't know all my comforts of living. But tomorrow, February 24, we will spend the day thinking about the same exact thing...our son.

3 years ago, she was in a hospital in Bangkok, most likely alone, awaiting the surgery that would bring this child into the world. A child she cared for and loved while he developed, only to know her motherly duties would end there. Does she know that makes her the best kind of mother? The one who nurtures and loves and expects nothing in return - she did everything just because she loved that child.

Her blind faith and trust that he would find his home has allowed me to experience loving such a precious little boy. I'm wondering, along with her smile, did he get her sense of humor? His small bones and his big personality? She shines through his eyes and I revel in her strength every day.

Tomorrow, I will celebrate our son - make sure he knows how much he is loved here and far away.....

Tomorrow I will hope she knows he's safe, happy, healthy, and thinking of her as she's thinking of him.