There was a moment today.
We were saying good-bye, and he wrapped one arm around me and another around the kid. He pulled us into his chest. It was gentle and firm and purposeful and greedy – all of those things, and more.
My heart melted.
And I saw, as if from the outside, a jumbly-mess of three bodies locked into an embrace. Three hearts open to the possibilities that will come with time and patience.
And, I thought: maybe we really can make this family-thing work.
