There are only two people I’ve ever met whom I believe to be capable of unconditional love: my paternal grandmother, who never even said a bad word about Hitler; and Jan Kostner, my oldest friend in the world. Or, as Jan prefers to say, “my friend I’ve had the longest.” For a woman who’s managed [...]
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There is the family you are born into, and the family you choose. The lucky few find as much joy, comfort and solace in the former as they do the latter. Me? With the exception of a slim few (you know who you are) I’m all about adoption. Meet L.A. Jan. Writing partner, oft-wet shoulder, [...]
