Marriage

The only way to explain what happened in my household last night between the hours of 5:30 P.M. and 7:30 P.M. is to say that my child was temporarily possessed by demons.  Or, at the very least, by the demon of →MORE...

Happy birthday, hon.  You’re a good man - steady, compassionate, thoughtful, supportive, hilarious, patient - and a better father.  Thank you for waiting in that airport for me.  I love you like crazy.

Oct 31, 2011
Last week, Donald and I saw the photographs of a set of siblings who need a home. There are three of them, when we originally planned to only consider two children for adoption.  The oldest child is school-age, when we originally →MORE...

It took two full weeks for the last of the congratulatory cards to arrive in the mail, and each one was followed very closely by cards filled with condolences.  I opened every envelope and set the cards on the coffee table.  →MORE...

Aug 30, 2011
A couple months before we conceived Charlotte, I told Donald that I wanted to adopt.  That I thought it was time. He knew this, of course.  He had always known.  Adoption is in my bones.  Years ago when my husband and →MORE...