The 1 thing I remember most about my adoptive father, is how he
would go and buy my mom the biggest, prettiest box of candy
he could find. He'd get her a huge red heart full of chocolates.
They were married over 60 years. And the older I get, the more
I admire both my adoptive folks and my maternal grandparents.
What great people! I dreamt about my adoptive cousin last night.
That family was biggest-hearted humans' on the face of the earth!