Aug. 6, 2009 Dear McKenna: Nine years have crept by and at the same time some would say it all has flown so fast like a speeding train from the moment I wrote your first birthday letter till now. And here we are as you approach your ninth birthday on Aug. 15 and yet I still can recall your ruffled pink self in my arms wearing that dress that made one of the Gladney caseworkers say, “Oh my Gawd!” Recently I got the gift of a lifetime when your adoptive mom invited me to your house for the first time at the spur of the moment when the place we were going to meet had a roof leak. Being invited to your home was something I'd dreamed about, hoped for, and fantasized about ever since the day you were born and I said goodbye to you in the park, but it was something I never thought would happen. My friends told me so, too. To be in your home where you live with your family and to see how you live and how you are was a gift that I cannot adequately put into words as to ...
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