How adoption changed my parenting
Monday, 6 February 2012
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When I say I’m ready to come home, I am saying that I miss my boys, yes. I’m saying I
There’s an uncomfortable reality that I’ve had to get used to, coming to Uganda. By way of explanation: Here, I’m
“He’s REALLY late,” she says to me, and I can hear my voice in hers. “Can you call him again?”
When I met the woman on the plane who said that she runs an NGO in Uganda with a “more
I go back to Uganda every night. I dream of a girl I met in an orphanage. I see the
How can I tell you about this trip? How can I tell you about Africa? I could start with Saturday.
I came back to Uganda to find all of its lessons waiting for me. Last year in the red dust
In Uganda, there is need everywhere. If you grasp at all the situations in front of you, you’ll quickly be
Benjamin never spent time in an orphanage, so maybe I didn’t know. Benja is my son now and I know
Do you know what freedom feels like? It feels like stepping so far outside yourself that you forget. It feels
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