Adoption’s Shared Grief and Love
There was a time for many years when I questioned if I would ever hear a child call me mom. I now wonder, how is it that somehow through all of life’s twists and turns for all involved, I became the mother of two beautiful human beings born to other women? The privilege of being an adoptive parent is immeasurable. The privilege of being the mom of my two now young adult children can’t be overstated. Raising my children was like playing darts blindfolded with the self-imposed expectation of needing to hit the bulls eye with each and every …
