I never in a million years could have dreamed how my life has turned out. It’s nothing as I expected, but has brought me much joy as well as heartache and lessons along the way. One of the hardest lessons I am learning is how tough it is to have a Grandchild from a broken home. It is so hard when he says he is going to miss us because it is going to be a long time before he sees us again. He’s four, he should know nothing but happiness, but he already knows the trials of pain. It breaks my heart.

The lesson in this being…sometimes it hurts to be a Ginga…


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