This week I visited a friend and her two daughters, one of whom was adopted just five months ago. When she set her phone down I couldn’t help but notice the lock screen on her phone was a picture of her children. Which seems pretty natural, right? I mean most parents have pictures of their kids on their lock screen - as do I - the difference is that mine is still of Jackson and Adelaide, not Jackson and Strawbaby. It didn’t really strike me as a big deal until recently when I’ve begun to acknowledge and accept that my family looks different now.
