Thursday, April 9, 2015. Okay, sit back, get comfortable, clear your throat and repeat after me . And I have never seen a single piece of legal paper guaranteeing such a thing.

A life of hope and promise. Tuesday, January 8, 2013. Thursday, August 16, 2012. And time sure does fly. I often feel like there are never enough hours in the day. Me and a million other moms. But I count my blessings. Wednesday, June 15, 2011. We are in beautiful Sanibel Island. The kids have shelled, swam, gone shopping, as well as various other snazzy stuff.

Everyday stories from a single mom, her daughter from China, and their Portuguese water dog. Click on the photo to find out. Click on the drawing to learn more. With thanks to my readers. 5 Ways to Talk With Your Child About Racism.

And other ideas and thoughts . For now thoughts and ideas on parenting, step parenting, marriage, divorce, adoption, death and whatever else I think I may have constructive commentary on. If you have some commentary or thoughts of your own, please feel free to share! Still coping with a difficult, aging parent.

Our Leaves of Love tree. Monday, May 19, 2014. We have another son! The post title says it all. we have are adopting a second son! To see more of his sweet face, read the story, and follow our journey, here are all the links. Tuesday, April 30, 2013.

All sorts of me! Password Policy and Pingbacks. A Change in the Wind. Just dusted off one of my other blogs. PS Feel free to remove this blog from your blogrolls if you wish. This is what my Taiwan mother expressed several times.

Friday, July 4, 2014. Writing again, but not here. We can also connect on Facebook. Saturday, May 25, 2013.

A crazy twist in my search, a couple documentaries, activism, art, and far too much introspection threatened to turn me into something I was not comfortable with. At some point, writing for others forced me to think beyond myself, beyond the politics, and beyond identity to something I think is closer to the truth. It was the most harrowing, wonderful thing that could ever happen to a person. Adoption can ruin the best days.

My intolerance and irritation are the darkness. The Band has helped me carry the weight most of my life. What a refreshing burst of joy to see the love and affection sending Levon on his way. Not wanting to be pigeonholed, I answered maybe I would.

The disloyal subject of the red queen. What answer would be good enough? As a PAP, I frequent many adoption-related forums, chat groups, blogs, etc. From the PAP POV, I enjoy reading stories from been-there-done-that adoptive parents and getting insight into how they raise their children; what does and does not work; etc. I have never been a parent before so I find these insights from those in the trenches to be invaluable.