In 1993, a deaf infant was abandoned at my doorstep. I became his mother, never imagining what the future would hold for him.
Misha, come look!” I stood frozen at the gate, unable to believe what I was seeing. My husband, weighed down by a bucket full of fish, stepped over the threshold, the early July chill creeping into my bones. But what caught my attention was something on the bench by the fence. “What is it?” Mikhail … Read more