In my last blog, I talked about finding out that my daughter was facing charges for theft, probably felony theft. If prison is the cliff edge, there was a long road that led her to that edge. At many points in time there were crossroads. She could have turned off that dangerous path and […]
There is a metaphorical cliff edge that I have been trying to keep my daughter away from for 8 years now, since she was twelve years old and we realized that she was stealing…prison. I see the cliff edge looming now just up ahead. It’s an abyss; it’s dark, there are ugly sharp rocks […]
Twenty years ago this month in Seoul, Korea at the adoption center offices, I helped dress my new daughter in a soft green and white striped outfit. At 4 months old, she was embarking on a huge adjustment…leaving behind forever the foster mother who had cared for her since birth, her country, her culture, […]
At the conclusion of my last post, I made this comment…
I think babies should come with a placard that says “Remember, this baby is unique and is his/her own person, not to be confused with a clone of what you are or wish you were.”
I have been thinking about that comment and how clueless […]
