As we were about to board our flight, my stepmother suddenly breached the airport security checkpoint and tried to ki:dnap my baby right out of my arms.

with my child.

But for now, Lily only knows that Seattle is home.

She knows the park with the ducks.

She knows Daniel’s silly pancake songs on Saturday mornings.

She knows my voice reading bedtime stories while rain taps the window.

She knows that when she reaches for me, I reach back.

And that is enough.