Tonight not only did she know I loved her, but she knew every single reason why.
By Matt Logelin. Without the love of my life,I was now facing a lifetime as a single father to the daughter we were so excited to raise together.
By Rachel Macy Stafford. Today I hear…Whining about her sister having a bigger scoop. Slamming doors. The relentless buzz of the dryer: something needs folded…again.
I’ll always love you. That’s what moms should know.
Sometimes when I say, “Enough,” I forget that enough has two sides.
When I learned you were going to be part of my son’s life, I couldn’t breathe.
My current emotional state reminds me of something that happened in the depths of last winter. Though this September is a gift of perfect, gentle, sun-drenched days, it is my children who push back the fog.
Being a parent requires a person to have a very unique skill set. Oh sure, there are the usual tasks like diaper changing, convincing an angry, naked child to please, PLEASE put on underpants, nursing a baby in one hand while doing stir-fry with the other; you know, the usual suspects. But I’m talking about the skills that are not found in the pages of the “baby-readiness” books. And because (even though we hardly know each other) I care about you, I am going to share some of the things I’ve learned in the past 10 years. Some might call it wisdom while others will assume I am in the throes of a caffeine crash as I write this.
My son Kyle is one of the bravest people I know. He was adopted from China one year ago at the age of three. In one afternoon, his life was completely turned upside down and sideways.