Home is where the heart is.  But, for my daughters, their hearts aren’t just under my roof.

As internationally adopted children, I know a part of them still resides in their birth countries.  As they grow up as red, white, and blue Americans, Elle is still Russian, and Bunny is still…

Sometimes international adoption can throw a curve ball when you least expect it.

When Elle was in the lower grades of elementary school, she brought home an assignment.  They had been studying the 50 states in school and how the states related to the students.  The worksheet was a map of the United…