THE BLESSED ONE. I came to his parents’ doorstep with a suitcase and a child in my arms. His mother looked at us with suspicion, and his father said one sentence after which our lives changed forever.
“Girl!” the midwife announced, lifting the newborn so Lusya could see her. “A beauty! Takes after her mother!” But Lusya, exhausted from labor, didn’t have time to really look at her daughter—an instant later the baby was handed off to another staffer. They examined the little one, carefully swaddled her, and carried her away. “He … Read more