July 2010
8 posts
Making Believers...
When the end of our lives draws near we will consider the decisions that we have made; those which have brought us the most joy and we will thank goodness the opportunity was present and that we had the courage to act.
If you decide to parent through adoption you will learn the power of the spirit of love and the true meaning of the word commitment. Nothing in...
June 2010
3 posts
Welcome to Summer
How do you relate to another the intensity of your personal pain? When prospective parents present themselves, we professionals look to “prepare” and “train” them for the rigors of this journey. We attempt to educate them to the dangers of “caring too much.” We open our judgment books and use our professional pulpits to batter and harass them until the family...
June 20th 2010
Asked to think about what I want for Father’s day I find myself stumped. I could use a fancy hi-tech hydrolic cyber charged cell phone with GPS and super powerful tweet speeds. There’s always room for one more three pack of underwear or tube socks. I got a couple of lawn chairs one year and that is still one of the more useful and fun gifts. This father’s day I woke up...
Happy Father's Day
June 20th is almost here and I have nothing much to say. I ‘d like to tell a great story that highlights the type of man my father was. I’d like to recall the way he’d counseled me on girls when I first starting looking. Thinking back I’d like to describe how proud I felt when I introduced him to my teachers on parent teacher night. I couldn’t imagine how...
May 2010
12 posts
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Alone
Alone All while I wonder and learn to live in the shadow of my fears My mama loves me like they do on tv she wouldn’t leave me forever she coming back and I be home again All the while I wonder what is wrong with me that so alone I be
In the voice of a child is where my fear still lives. When I think, that’s think of who I am as a grown man I know who I am. Yet there are...
Like new snow playful and bright; love has a season.
“God grants that we
his children have all that we need.
In the turmoil that a...”
Mama said...
My mother’s words linger in my ears like drops from a pool.
What’s it all mean? Not much save for the bitter realization that our children’s lives are forever touched by the choices we make in each moment.
Every moment will not be our finest that fact brings home the most strident of universal truths; do what you can, when you can, with love in your heart and your truth in...
There can be nothing more grueling intoxicating, sacred, challenging, more rewarding then raising a child!
Commitment over Everything
Commitment first to the idea of becoming a parent.
Then to being a parent.
THEN TO PARENTING.
Mothers know that all they have to give their children is everything.
don't lie to me
When my eyes see things and you only deny truth turns to mist; leaving me to cry
meritless tears, insecurity everyday
don’t lie to me
mother
my feet mere clay
Posted by Chet at Monday, May 11, 2009
Brave people come to adoption with hope and truth in their hearts. They know that the road they have chosen will challenge them to the core. They know these things...
MOTHER’S LOVE I can see her downcast face, eyes swollen with old tears. It’s a tender plump face that my baby girl shares. Those tears leave me empty; for I can no longer trust my eyes. mother weeps with worry that my love will vanish; yet it has no place to go. She who mothered me owns my love. She covets it and is jealous that it has limit. She dared not tempt me with the...
SOMETIME LITTLE BIRDS FALL OUT OF THEIR NESTS
Wednesday, July 16, 2003
We brought another little bird under our wings and changed our world again. As we buried his mother and moved his home we consider how fortunate we have been. Some neighbors eye us strangely as we sit among the friends and family of a woman we hardly knew. Strangers look upon us with curious eyes and hopeful tears. A young boy reflects on how plastic his mother’s face...
Thank You
6.18.2001
Older then I remember and so fragile. Still she smiles sharing cheerfully with the people she encounters. Of all the traits I most admire her willing smile and gentle spirit remain her deepest mystery. My mother is a happy woman. immoblized by the ravages of stroke still she smiles. Her mind isn’t what it was yet still still she smiles. My mother’s greatest gift to...
Hey it's May it must be Mother's Month
April 2010
5 posts
Have I told you lately...
I am thinking about love a great deal these days. It could just be the scent of spring teasing my nostrils or perhaps the warm caress of the afternoon sun burning bright in a splendid sky. Maybe not.
I believe that love is the cure. Love as defined by the decision of one person to commit themselves to the best interest of another without stipulation. If I love you, I want for you...
Children even ADOPTED/FOSTER children are PEOPLE...
Attention all “parents” please be advised that when you CHOSE to adopt a baby/child/teen/young person and they have left the womb they are people with all the rights that are to be afforded to all human beings in our society.
A week doesn’t go by without me running into another grown person who has discovered that their life story has been co-opted and...
Choose to believe
Until one is COMMITTED there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative and CREATION, there is one elementary truth, the moment one definitely commits oneself, then PROVIDENCE moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the DECISION, raising in one’s FAVOR all...
Images of all my dreams
Adoption will not define me, though it has confined me in a prison of fear. The lie died seventeen years ago and I am renewed. Walking in the new light of choices made by others, my hands become useful that I might mold that piece of clay in the image of all my dreams.
Adoption (legal/moral) defines so many of our relationships in ways that are sometime too complex to label. The...
