After several years of living there, the decision was made to separate. My initial question about what happened was answered in due time. Morty remarried shortly after the divorce.
Pardon me for being blunt, but is this controversy actually happening? Am I missing something? And most importantly, why isn't anyone questioning the fact that this is actually a controversy?
White parents that espouse "love is enough" are, in fact, doing Black adoptees a huge disservice, potentially exposing their children to a high degree of racial identity confusion and a poor ability to effectively cope with race-based mistreatment.
Locked away with no identities, no visits, no human rights, the women were treated as criminals without any trials and no judgments.
There needs to be more support for women like me: relatively young, childless not by choice and facing cancer or some other life-impacting disease; women like me who ache every time they see a stroller or hear the delicious laugh of an infant.
Eighteen years ago, without the sealed records of my birth and adoption, I searched for and found my birthparents. Putting the pieces of my past together filled the empty spaces in my life. Finding my family moved my future forward.
A few weeks ago, my teenage daughter was going through some old boxes stored in the garage and came upon a journal I wrote in 1989. The part my daughter focused on was the last page. It wasn't so much a bucket list as a promise to myself to get over some fears, stop making excuses, and prioritize not just my time but my values. Here are five things from that list that I did after I turned 50.
Santa couldn't stop crying as he hugged my daughter tightly. Then, he said the only thing he could: "I'll see what I can do, Sarah. I'll see what I can do." Santa was a wreck as we walked away. I wasn't faring much better.
Perhaps each of our births is a type of first Christmas. We arrive as strangers on this planet. On this hostile planet we all will have crosses to bear. We are not the Savior, but we can be a savior.
Such a decision can be painful almost beyond bearing, but when life has become a struggle rather than a celebration, it is also, I believe, the greatest gift we can give our animal companions... and the price we pay for their extraordinary gift to us: the gift of companionship.
Do they have another sibling that I won't carry? Is there a child out there now who is alone, a child whose mother had to give him up for one reason or another?
The adoption process has taken its toll on me emotionally. Nothing prepares you to be away from your family for six weeks, and in a country where you feel deaf, mute, and illiterate.
White parents with black kids in America are not only parents with kids; they make something visible we don't like to talk about: profound racial inequality.
It had never occurred to us that we would need to add training in "how to act in the event that you're stopped by the police" to our list of teenage driving skills. So, we had "The Talk" with both of our sons before they learned to drive. While aching inside, we rattled off the drill.
Her name was Fergie, she had been at the shelter for almost two years. She was rescued from a local town shelter at only six months old. A family want...
Little did we realize that our desire for another child would come true 10 times. Or that we would care for over 100 sick and medically fragile babies.