The Orphanage Director…Lyla loved her! When she came out to meet us Lyla smiled from ear to ear and called her “grandmother”..
The bed in the back by the door was Lyla’s…
Lyla’s nannies…they wanted to hold her and she would not let them! We didn’t stay long on her hall because, according to our guide, she kept saying she was scared…
I am a wife, mother, friend, sister...just a few of my roles! This blog is my attempt at journeling my thoughts and ramblings that I wish I could write on paper!
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