You know what you did. I won't forget. This is why I don't let dogs lick me.
That Kid's Mother (Yes, That Kid)
Dear Super Creepy Agency Whose Philosophy and Tactics Epitomize the Need for Adoption Reform,
I noticed that the "Pregnant? Scared?" brochures you leave in the library lobby keep disappearing behind the flyers for college financial aid and the info sheets for the local family support network. How odd.
"Noticed" May Not Be the Right Word
To the Long-ago Person Who First Thought To Pair Peaches and Ginger:
Were I to create a new religion, you would totally be in line for god status.
Dear Newly Adoptive Parents with Your Shiny Blog,
Congratulations! Your little baby is adorable. Reading about your bubbly love for him makes me smile. I think your enthusiasm for open adoption and your desire to get your friends and blog readers up to speed on what it's all about is great. Very cool.
It's just...well. You're a couple decades too late to call yourself "open adoption pioneers." And you might want to pause for a second before claiming that "advocate" title, too. The information you're giving out seems to have come from one agency orientation and what you've gathered from some blogs and...isn't exactly accurate. You're perpetuating the idea that open adoption is a new-fangled, experimental, fringe concept. Maybe take the time to learn about the history and people who came before you? Please?
I don't mean to single you out or make it seem like I'm some expert. I cop to being a total noob in the adoption world. We just can't run out and decide to "educate people" based on nothing more than our personal--and often very brief--experience. There needs to be context. Some understanding of the bigger picture. Knowledge of the basic facts, for Pete's sake.
Let's earn the right to be considered advocates for open, ethical adoption. By listening, learning, acting, and reflecting. What do you say?
A Fellow Adoptive Parent
It's 2010. Why are all of the Lego minifigs still yellow? I know you know how to make them other colors:
My House Is Overrun With Legos