I'm trying to stay off the Internet this week in order to get caught up on some paperwork and other general life-management matters
(which I haven't been handling so well lately), but I find I can't resist the
occasional urge to peek at my blog reader and facebook. So far I've encountered
two heart-breaking stories of soul-crushing first mother grief, and several
stories of adult adoptees who are seriously struggling with a variety of
adoption-related issues. This is not atypical. I read such stories every week.
Somewhere in the United States an adoption worker is
telling a young expectant mother that she should do the "selfless"
thing and give her baby a better life than she can provide, and that adoption
is a beautiful thing that benefits all involved.