tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21112957.post4911071046856088638..comments2023-09-23T02:16:11.746-06:00Comments on Thoughts from a Foster Family: How many siblings?Yondallahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10375966725096729570noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21112957.post-7968031046111451742008-03-11T18:20:00.000-06:002008-03-11T18:20:00.000-06:00I had a little boy who was almost mine. We had tak...I had a little boy who was almost mine. We had taken him in while his mom could not care for him - not true foster care as we knew her and were doing her a favor. Well, we expected a few months and it lasted three years. We loved him, he was in our wedding, he meant the world to us. Then one day he was gone. Mom took him away. We could have fought to remain in his life, but Mom really pushed at us. We gave up. I have a son and two on the way. I only list them when I talk about my children, but I think of this boy all the time. I still think of him as ours. At least as a part of our family. We love him and miss him.Upstatemammahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16862359333933751151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21112957.post-53780506416186498272008-03-11T16:08:00.000-06:002008-03-11T16:08:00.000-06:00Who is family? That's a tough one. Do we include...Who is family? That's a tough one. Do we include people who don't share dna but mean that much to us? Do we include those whose dna we share but aren't part of our lives? Andrew obviously has a very big and loving answer to that question. <BR/><BR/>I learned about it while coming out and seeing so many gay men who created a family of their own chosing. Did I say how impressed I was with Andrew's essay?Bacchushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01621660309420845112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21112957.post-19108361156062010702008-03-11T14:57:00.000-06:002008-03-11T14:57:00.000-06:00delurking...(jeesh...when did that become a verb?!...delurking...(jeesh...when did that become a verb?!LOL):<BR/><BR/>I have one daughter through adoption (foster care) but there was one we didn't adopt and I still think of her every day...I too wasn't enough and she too was too much (although it was her decision to go...she gave us an ultimatum..her or the little one we had taken in) and although I always answer "1" when people ask how many I have in my heart I have two BUT I too can't list her as a daughter who doesn't live w/ me...too painful. Because although she brought about the separation I know in my heart of hearts that I could have probably fought harder but we were so tired...so very tired (RAD) that her decisions left us relieved...ugh..so painful. My daughter still thinks of her "remember mom, that little girl (she was much older but she sees the pictures) who was my sister for a little while" - breaks my heart.<BR/><BR/>Anyway...just wanted to let you know how much this moved me (and your son's essay as well...please tell him). <BR/><BR/>Thank you,<BR/>Angela C.<BR/><BR/>P.S. Is there an award for the excessive use of the adverb "too?" I went crazy!LOLzunzunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01202160546231144260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21112957.post-33279838753349110532008-03-11T14:41:00.000-06:002008-03-11T14:41:00.000-06:00Wow. This is really powerful. The whole time I w...Wow. This is really powerful. The whole time I was reading it I was thinking of the sister my Russian adopted siblings had before they were adopted. She died (probably of malnutrition). Totally different situation, but I know we would have adopted her too if she'd been alive and I always wonder about her.<BR/><BR/>Maia<BR/>maia-familytimes.blogspot.comEmmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15453948129003575568noreply@blogger.com