My adopted daughter, Nina, wrote a poem about her biological mother, Justine. I made it into a song. I still have my mother, but for those of you who’ve already lost your mom — this song is for you. We just got back from Disney, and I screamed on a…
Once you become a mother, your mornings are never the same again. It’s like boot camp morning for the rest of your life. And this is life. Or maybe this too shall pass. I know that father’s lives change too, but I’ll leave that to the fathers to discuss. You see,…
‘Adoption’ is Googled around 6 million times per month globally. I’ve often thought that adoption has brought out some of the ugliest parts of me. I never dreamed that doing something that I considered, and that most consider to be good would bring out so much bad in me. No…
‘fatherless’ is Googled around 22,000 times per month globally. I don’t know who my father is and I’m not sure I’d ever taken the time to care had I not been introduced to the very western idea that fatherless children are sociological cripples living one-dimensional lives. Or it could be…
‘ex wife’ is Googled approximately 368,000 times per month globally. This particular wife, the wife whose home would be mine for the next year, could have at one time been referred to as my uncle’s arm piece. She was predominantly concerned with her physical appearance and in her younger years…
