adoption
Adoption proves that sometimes, you can choose your family; all about the process before, during and after adoption.
Adoption: Without you, I'll find me
I was about 6, we went to the grocery store and I was in charge of crossing off the items on the list. After we were done before we went home we stopped at Wendy's for some fries. That is the only happy memory I have of my mom and I.
By Jessica Jane Moore5 years ago in Families
Boss Mom
Being adopted isn’t easy, especially when you’re an Africa American being raised by whites parents and grandparents. But when you have three amazing and loving women raising you, it becomes a little easier. Growing up I had my mom, grandma and my great grandmother always by my side. Even though I lost my great grandmother in 2018, she will forever be my savior. She’ll forever be the my one true queen. If you think raising one kid is hard, my mom raised seven. And that was only the start of it. She soon adopted my Brazilian brother. After that she took in two other boys. Also raising my four and a half year old nephew. My grandma used to tell me story’s about my great grandfather taking her to feed and play with the poor black families around the town. My great grandmother was known for taking food to the families and making sure no one was hurt over there. They showed me that love has no color, love doesn’t mean blood. Being black and in an all white school had its challenges, but when I told them what was going on, they were in that school until I got what I deserved. I am so pleased and blessed that that let me explore my blackness. I was able to get braids and cornrows because they didn’t want to hide my blackness from me. I was able to be free with myself and that made me felt loved and cared for.
By Alyssa Markins5 years ago in Families
The adoption agency said no
After an interview with an adoption agency last week, I got a phone call to say that they’re not taking me on. They made it sound so hopeful over the telephone. And they’re still advertising even though they say they have more adoptees than children to adopt. Something dosen’t add up.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Families
Stork Delivery
Good morning, beautiful lady! Today is December 3rd. It’s been a special day in my life since the very first one in 1970. It was on this day that the social workers brought me to my new home with the Clarks. It was nearing Christmas, and they had me dressed in a beautiful red, velvet dress. I still have it. Fifty years later, and I still own my very first Christmas outfit.
By Lori Antrim5 years ago in Families
Wolf
It was the first of October, 1970. Mary and Ed lived in Beech Grove, Indiana, while Ed worked for an accounting firm in Indianapolis. The commute wasn’t bad, unless there was weather. Fortunately, it looked to be a mild fall. Mary was a stay-at-home-wannabe-mom. They had gotten pregnant a couple years back but lost the baby early in the pregnancy. Mary desperately wanted a baby, but they just couldn’t conceive. Earlier that year, they had met with an adoption agency and put in an application, which had been approved.
By Lori Antrim5 years ago in Families
The Gift of Motherhood
You were so perfect that you took my breath away. For months I had waited to meet you, knowing our time together would be brief. The nurses told me it would be easier if I didn't see you, if I bonded with you it would be more painful to say good-bye. That wasn't right for me though. I wanted every minute I had with you. There were so many things I wanted to tell you that I hadn't already said as you grew inside me.
By Leslie Perkel5 years ago in Families
Sweet Boy
The road hummed underneath my tires as they burned up the road. Finding a clear spot on the shoulder, I pulled over, my eyes no longer able to view past the tears blurring my vision. My chest ached and I screamed with the force of my breaking sobs, his little screams echoing through my head, playing in movie-like fashion against my closed lids, I remembered…
By Catherine MacKenzie5 years ago in Families
BTS Adopt Twins
Y/N's POV It was adoption day so I woke up my brother so we could get dressed smartly for the people coming to the orphanage today to see us children. I hope me they choose me and my brother; that's my condition. I always will have my brother I don't want to be separated from him. We may be twins but he is still my little brother by 10 minutes. After ensuring we were both dressed nice and smartly we went to her caretaker wake and get the younger children ready for the people coming to look at adopting today.
By Tabitha Birrell5 years ago in Families
My Puppy Valentine
Moving to Honolulu Hawaii, was the most exciting adventure we have ever experienced as a Navy family. We prepared for months for the move. We found out that our beloved family cat of 12 years was not healthy enough to make the journey. When we went to the vet to screen our cat, who had been an official family member for 10 years, we were told it would not be wise for him to make the 13-hour flight to Hawaii from Connecticut. Sad and heartbroken, we decided to give Momos to a dear family friend. We knew he would be loved by our friends as much as we loved him, which made the day we said good by a little less tearful, but still so sad. We get updates and pictures of Momos living his best life all the time. We know that he is thriving and happy.
By Justin Owney5 years ago in Families
Bear
My father was a prideful man. He was the kind of man that traveled across the U.S. on a motorcycle. And the kind of man that would speed up past cops just to prove a point. He was the kind of man that would never zip up his coat when he would ski, and just let his jacket fly behind him in the wind. He was the kind of man that drove a mustang, and the type of man that rarely asked for permission.
By Emily Kersey5 years ago in Families
