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We looked through old papers tonight, pages of them, some in English, most in Spanish, documents pulled out of a torn white envelope, each one signifying some step in the adoption of one of our three children from Nicaragua. In the papers there were… Continue Reading “Old Papers”
It’s interesting that, on the one hand, the U.S. government is tied in knots about children seeking refuge on our southern border and, on the other, is facilitating the adoption of thousands of children from dozens of countries by American families. In 2013, there… Continue Reading “Hard Telling”
The depressing thing about adoption is that it doesn’t always turn out the way we hoped. The amazing thing about adoption is that sometimes it does. For parents who start out with a script, a fixed picture in their heads of what they and… Continue Reading “Adoption Dreams”
It’s that time of year when many people start thinking about adoption. The holidays, families coming together, often are the impetus for serious discussions about adoption. Frankly, sometimes I wonder why everybody doesn’t adopt children. Other times, I wonder why anyone would. I’m not ambivalent, just multi-faceted.… Continue Reading “Thinking about Adoption? Ten Things to Ponder”
It could get crowded in my dining room with those three other women, the mothers of my adopted children. It made things tight bringing food out and clearing the table, struggling to inch past them, the skinny and stout, all with black hair and… Continue Reading “The Gathering”
This is one of those blog posts that’s going to get me scolded either by members of my own family or by the dreamy adoption people who believe that God personally selected the child they adopted. I don’t care because the truth of the… Continue Reading “Lemons”
In the adoption world, it’s not cool for a parent to think that her kids should be grateful. When strangers come up and coo about how lucky your kids are to have you as their mom, you’re supposed to say, “Oh no, I’M the… Continue Reading “Say Thank You”
A few weeks ago, a two year old girl was found alone at a McDonald’s on Milwaukee’s south side, no parents or relatives around; police were called and her picture was put up on the evening news. Because she looked amazingly like our older… Continue Reading “Slow Scab: Adopted Kids Don’t Forget Being Left”
I’ve had a really bad attitude about Mountain Dew ever since I watched a PBS special about dental issues in Appalachia. So seeing my son walk into a funeral with a half-drunk MD in the back pocket of his jeans really put me around the… Continue Reading “Dew I Know You?”
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