I am still in awe that I get to call little Naomi my daughter. She is such a blessing, a very feisty and wonderful blessing. I still look at her in amazement. Last night she squished her finger and it hurt her so much the tears and pain. . . I could feel it, my heart ached for her. This little girl from China is so clearly my baby girl.
My other girl, the one with 4 legs is still hanging on. She is still doing the basics in life along with tug-a-war, a short game of fetch and still wants her lovin. Her tumors are NASTY. We are still watching and waiting. I have been told by many that we will know when the time comes.