Christina Capecchi

All afternoon I had been hunkered over my MacBook, perched above a frozen lake and watching the sun cast pink into the clouds. I was thinking about what lie dormant and all the possibility below, waiting to thaw.

I’ve always appreciated the notion of self-care in an Oprah Winfrey, hot-baths-and-expensive-chocolates kind of way. We work so hard, the thinking goes, that we deserve a break here and there. So splurge on that full-price gift-to-yourself. Book the massage. Binge on the new season.

It all started with a lost birth certificate. The Holy Spirit was at work that day and hasn’t slowed down since.

Roxanne Loper was almost home. Her journey had begun 15 months ago when she spotted a picture of a baby girl on the World Partners website and sensed something special.

Haley Stewart stared at the publish button and froze.