Family Is More Than Blood

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Before we adopted for the first time, I had only a vague idea about "orphans". I knew they existed in damp countries where townspeople wearing shades of brown and gray stood in line for bread rations. I pictured dark-skinned babies with distended tummies and Chinese orphanage rooms lined with rickety cribs.Not in a million years did I picture faces that would one day form my family.One of the magical things about adoption is that God always knows. . . .

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