Adding On

I would love to add another child with HIV. Is this strange? Is this weird? I think about it often. It wouldn't be too hard since we already visit the doctor evey three months as it is. It would be a child in need of a home. A child with a similar history and most likely a similar future as my daughter. They would each have someone to share "this" with. Someone who understands. Someone who has been there, is going there, is feeling the same feelings, someone to help the other in dark times when mom just doesn't cut it. Because try as I might, I can never understand what she is going through, what she is feeling. Love isn't always "enough."

We have a wonderful doctor at a large hospital about an hour away. The staff is so caring and helpful. Our parking is always validated, if either of us get hungry a granola bar or cup of juice is there before we can ask, the people we see know us, they remember "little" things like favorite colors or what types of lessons are being taken, we are followed up by a social worker as well for anything we may need. At Christmas and birthdays, my daughter is given gifts. Wonderful gifts. This Christmas she received an outfit, some stationary, and an American Girl Bitty Baby! In addition, I was given a present as "caretaker." A gift bag with a restaurant gift card and some Bath and Body Works products. So incredibly thoughtful!