Viirand Family

Our journey started just days after his birth in a tiny community hospital in the rural south.  He was in my arms within minutes of his birth, the flurry of nerves interrupted by his piercing gaze as he took a long, slow look into my eyes.  His older brother bounced nearby, eager to get a look at the little brother he’d always wanted and already loved, while their doting father fumbled with the camera to document it all.  At last, our family was together.  Read More...