When I was in high school, Pat Benatar had the hit song. We used to sing it, with relish, because we were angst-ridden teenagers that thought for some reason the world owed us something, that we were somehow special in our feeling messed up. We imagined we were hurt somehow. They cry in the dark, […]
I sometimes make posts talking about the upcoming adoption of our little girl, or past adoptions (if you’re having trouble keeping count, we’ve adopted two and are now in the midst of our third) To keep it straight, here is an example of some of the steps we (usually) go through: Foster placement (we are […]
Closing line from an e-mail: ly congrats, future adoptive dad Looks like we’re on the fast track, with super luck it’ll be done by thanksgiving, marginal luck Christmas, my luck? Sometime in January. Lookee here