adoption

Adoption proves that sometimes, you can choose your family; all about the process before, during and after adoption.

Problems in Life: The Hidden Path to Growth and Success
Problems in Life: A Life Lesson on Growth and Success We all go through times in life when everything feels dark. Dreams feel out of reach, the road ahead seems blocked, and hope begins to fade. This is the story of a young girl named Ayesha, whose life took a sharp turn—but who discovered strength in the middle of struggle.
By ihsandanish8 months ago in Families
Whispers of the Meadow and Horse
"The Meadow Ride" Golden petals danced in the breeze as morning light spilled into the meadow. The air was crisp, scented with pine and wildflowers, and the only sound was the steady rhythm of hooves brushing the earth.
By Mukhtiar Ahmad8 months ago in Families
Story Disobedient_Feeling Part 1
I was dancing towards my room when I suddenly felt a pull on my hand as soon as I reached the front of the room -- The person in front of me hugged me with both his arms.
By MOHAMMED FARHAD8 months ago in Families
🌧️ Kindness in the Rain
The rain didn’t just fall that night—it attacked. It slammed against the pavement with a fury, turning streets into rivers and umbrellas into crumpled messes. People rushed by, heads down, eyes averted, chasing warmth and dry shelter. No one noticed the little girl on the bench at the bus stop. Soaked to the bone. Shivering. Silent.
By Ahmad Malik8 months ago in Families
"When Our Paths Crossed"
When Our Paths Crossed A Rain-Soaked Tale of Unexpected Love The rain had returned to Elmsworth, as it often did in early spring. It wasn’t the kind of rain that stormed in angrily or pounded on rooftops. No, this rain was gentle, like a whispered apology — the kind that lingers on windows and deepens the colors of the world. Ava stood behind the counter of her small bookshop, The Inked Page, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the rim of her teacup.
By AQ KHAN8 months ago in Families
A Smile for a Stranger
On a gray November afternoon, Michael Harper stood alone on the Roosevelt Bridge. Wind cut through his coat, and the distant sound of city life barely reached him through the fog inside his head.
By Ahmad Malik8 months ago in Families
A lifetime of mother`s resentment
That day, Abba (Father) held a judgment for my Amma (Mother). Everyone had requested that he finalize the divorce. But Abba did not grant the divorce. Instead, during the judgment, he instructed Amma to leave the house and made it clear she should never return. Everyone present was very pleased.
By Alomgir Hossain8 months ago in Families
A Pregnancy I Never Wanted… Made Me Who I Am
I am Miriam, 25 years old—a lesbian, a mother, and someone who has been through trauma that has both challenged and shaped me. My journey has been one of self-discovery, heartbreaking abuse, harsh family betrayal, and ultimately, the slowly emerging hope of reconciliation and healing.
By Lena Jhonson8 months ago in Families
I Didn’t Plan to Change My Body…Low Dose Of Estrogen
Nick slumped into the apartment, keys jangling against the bowl by the door, the dim hallway light flickering as it always did. Another 10-hour shift at tech support, another parade of irate customers screaming about broken routers. His headset still clung to the back of his neck like a leech he forgot to peel off. He dropped it onto the table, sighed, and stared around at the quiet. ( Crossdressing Male to female Story)
By Lena Jhonson8 months ago in Families
Being a Birth Mother
When you search “birth mom articles" on search engines, you mostly find things written by adopted children. There isn’t much content for the birth mother who wants to find others like herself.
By Dani Banani8 months ago in Families
The Last Breakfast With My Father
I never thought I’d miss the smell of burnt toast. It was always the same routine. Every Sunday morning, without fail, my father would wake up before the rest of us, march into the kitchen like a man on a mission, and completely destroy breakfast.
By Ali8 months ago in Families
The Price of a White Coat
"The Price of a White Coat" A Story of Silent Sacrifices That Made a Doctor Everyone sees the white coat—the pride, the prestige, the initials “Dr.” before the name. But very few ever see the worn-out hands behind it, the nights of quiet hunger, the unpaid bills, or the parents who gave up their entire lives for their child’s dream.
By Doctor marwan Dorani 8 months ago in Families