My daughter will always be different, and with difference comes discrimination. And with adversity, there is truth and with love, there is judgment.
Now, you are still vulnerable like the infant I once longed to protect, and although I don’t know exactly where you are heading, I know I have done my best.
I haven’t fought cancer, run for mayor or started my own charter school, but I am the mom of a special needs child and there is something powerful about Parenthood that completely connects me, something I will deeply miss.
I have been his daughter for 19 of my 20 years, adopted when I was almost one. He is the only father I have ever known.
The ugly I began with and had been transformed into a beautiful sense of understanding.