Later that day, we get to meet my daughter, Felicia. I thought for sure she would have grown a foot, but she was pretty much the same height that she was last year, maybe a little bigger. She is now 15 years old and is doing very well in school. She is living with a family but they are not her real family. They treat her well and she has many friends. I think she likes her new brother.

While we were there, we noticed a young child who appeared to have skin disorder and his hair was missing. We asked about him and they said that he had eczema and he needed medicine for his head. He is miserable and scratches his hair off his head. There are a few tufts still, but . . . holy cow. I asked if he was in school yet and he has not started this year as they have no money for school or doctors. He is 4 1/2 and should have begun schooling. We decided to take him on to make sure he starts school and also to make sure that he is covered by medical insurance so that he can see a doctor.