Sometimes broken things just can’t be fixed. A broken heart, a broken promise, a broken person...a shattered vase. Sometimes broken things heal crooked, and the pieces don’t quite fit anymore. But sometimes they can. It takes broken soil to produce a crop. Broken clouds to bring rain. And broken grain to give bread. Sometimes things need to be broken, to become stronger. We’ve found ourselves faced with a tough week, yet again. Some days are good, but then there are others, where it would just be nice to curl up, and not even get out of bed, to face what lies ahead. Sometimes things just feel broken. It has been recommended that we apply for adoption grants. The process is lengthy, a lot of paperwork, providing copies of our home study, previous income tax returns, and questions. Lots of questions. Many of the places that offer grants, they have stipulations, and limits on age requirements, or income requirements, and so there are many adoption...
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