Our Story

Have you ever had someone walk up to you in a restaurant and ask what happened to your child?

I have.

All at once, its unpleasant and, somehow, a relief that someone cares to know your story.  (Although I’m not sure that most really want to know).  It’s a child-like curiosity that asks what countless others fear to utter.  It’s becoming more uncomfortable as my son gets older and understands.

I hardly know what to tell him, or them!

But in this quiet, somehow safer place, I like to tell it.  I want you to know.   …perhaps, I even need you to.

So, without further ado, here it is.  Our story...how our life was Rearranged.

One thought on “Our Story

  1. This is ABSOLUTELY. gorgeous! I can’t say enough! Bravo for this Miriam. I know how it feels to tell this story. I have the knot in my throat just reading yours. Karsten’s story is almost like my secret. It’s sacred because it’s the most painful thing that has ever happened to me. Bravo for having the courage to tell your story.

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