While I've thought long and hard about the effect knowing only limited information about their biological parents will have on my children, it is only recently that I've begun to…
My husband, Matt, our kids, and I were sitting at the counter of an ice cream shop licking away, trying to keep the sweet cream from running down our arms,…
Thank you to those of you who have responded to my last post about the important, agonizing struggles of earning our newly adopted son's trust. I'm pleased to report that, in…
I was at work recently, sorting through the overwhelmingly large stack in my inbox, and I glanced up at the calendar. There it was staring at me: the date of…
A few weeks before we finalized our second daughter’s adoption, our social worker gave us a packet of paperwork, most of it pertaining to the finalization. Then we read a…
As I have mentioned before, cooking is one of my passions. My wife, Leslie, and I have long held an appreciation for good food, as well as the skill and…
The honeymoon is over. My husband, Jeremiah, and our two daughters have comfortably settled into their individual roles of being members of our blended family of five. But Dylan, now…
The other day I was at the park with my 6-year-old daughter, Irena, when a simple 15-minute chat between two moms gave me the wonderful opportunity to be reassured about…
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