The sky was star studded but there was no moon. Quite like my marriage. Happy, successful, shining gems along the way but childless. The moon was indeed missing.

We had contemplated adoption but would we love an adopted child as our own? I felt differently today. My heart and mind went out to the little girl in the orphanage I spent my day at. The twinkle in her eyes and innocent smile conveyed something no words could have.

My husband seemed to read my mind that instant and nodded silently smiling. We got little Aisha home the next morning.