Dashed Dreams and New Beginnings: Supporting our kids as they find their own way

Minutes after she was born and as the nurses were performing their post-delivery tasks, I reached out to touch our newborn daughter’s hand with my finger. She wrapped her tiny hand around my finger, and I was struck by the sight of her slender, spidery fingers and the strength I felt in her grip. I whispered to her, “Look at those volleyball hands.”