August 2012

Denied.

We got the bad news late last night. “We regret to inform you that your adoption application was denied.” I was grateful the boys were sleeping; I didn’t have the heart to tell Ian yet. After all, he was the one that initiated the process by telling us how badly he wanted us to adopt [...]

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From piano lesson to life lesson

I ask him if I can sit next to him and he says yes, so we sit side- by- side together he and I   His fingers touch the keys with conviction while mine graze them timidly as if I’m meeting an old friend who seems less familiar than I had hoped and it’s all [...]

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I Know a Damn Good Parent When I See One

He walked in in the middle of Ian’s haircut, his young daughter clinging to his legs, her eyes locked on the floor of the salon. “Does she need a haircut?” asked one of the stylists, and I cringed a little at the thought of a pair of scissors anywhere near the little girl’s gorgeous, shiny, [...]

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Eggs and bacon for two, not three

And it’s times like these, as I watch my younger son head out the door on a camping trip with his father that my heart swells with joy for them while a fog of unfairness looms in the background   It’s times like these that as a mother I feel so fucking helpless knowing that [...]

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