Eleven.

By Joanna Billigmeier | July 28, 2011 |

Eleven months ago, little M came home. She had been with us for exactly thirteen days.

She was a stranger to us, and we were strangers to her, but in her new environment, her new home, we were suddenly the people who knew her the best. And we barely knew her at all!

Now, eleven months have passed. Sometimes we are reminded that we have not been with her for very long. And during those times, we remind ourselves that she was away from us for much longer than she has been with us.

Just recently we are starting to see her develop some independence, and lose some of the fear that has followed her around these past eleven months. I am excited to see what the next months bring for our girl. Eleven months seems like a long time to us right now, but little M was without us for twenty-nine months, and we learn new things about her every day!