Now I know how Elizabeth felt
When my two daughters were little, a friend brought a duckling to our house that he’d been given and didn’t want his own children to have. Regifting his problem reminded us that family is a collection of belonging, of making room. We welcomed the unexpected. The children were thrilled with the fuzzy yellow creature that wiggled in their cupped hands and disappeared under furniture and behind curtains. They named her Elizabeth.
We followed like sonar to discover the secret hiding places of our new resident, and
