I haven't posted in a while. We've gone through a rough patch with the adoption process and moving the way we did too so much of our attention and effort, nothing else seemed to matter.
So - update on the adoption. It's completely stopped. Shortly after we finished our PRIDE classes (within days), Catholic Charities make the announcement that they were suspending any new placements until they had clarification of Illinois' new Civil Union law. They wanted to be exempt from it. Personal feelings aside, it was a very political and public move. The State's response was play by the rules everyone else does. After quite a bit of more public posturing on both sides and lawsuits (The State finally said we don't have to do business with you any more and CC sued and said you can't just throw us out like), it appears that CC is out of the foster care and adoption business.
What does that mean for us. Well, I don't know. I have a social worker who keeps telling me to go through the process, but I'm feeling quite cynical about the whole business. CC can't perform what was specified in our contract with them - namely getting us licensed as a foster care family and then finding a child for us to adopt. But I keep getting the nagging suspicion that they don't want to return our money. So now I'm afraid to do anything. We didn't get a lot of communication during this whole fiasco, which leads to a bit of distrust on my end.
Not sure where this is leading. Gotta hope there's a reason for it. But really, all I can think of is all the kids that got screwed royal this summer because of politics and BS.
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And then came the knowledge.
There's a time in our life that we realize what we know and what we didn't know yesterday. There's a collective knowledge of events - at some point you become aware of these events, but in reality, these events have been a part of our common experience for all your life. 9/11 is one of those events. For my daughter, who was born September 12, it has been a vague color in the background, a bit hazy and ill-defined, but there nonetheless.
This morning came a revelation. As we walked to school, we met up with one of her classmates. As the two walked ahead of me, I heard Stacy explaining her new found knowledge to her friend. "September 11 is when 2 planes crashed into the twin towers." She now as the concrete knowledge of the day before she was born. The reason I have no newspapers from that day. The reason, she now knows, of why when she tells people her birth date they pause and go "oh."
The last bit of innocence I had for my daughter is now shattered.
So - update on the adoption. It's completely stopped. Shortly after we finished our PRIDE classes (within days), Catholic Charities make the announcement that they were suspending any new placements until they had clarification of Illinois' new Civil Union law. They wanted to be exempt from it. Personal feelings aside, it was a very political and public move. The State's response was play by the rules everyone else does. After quite a bit of more public posturing on both sides and lawsuits (The State finally said we don't have to do business with you any more and CC sued and said you can't just throw us out like), it appears that CC is out of the foster care and adoption business.
What does that mean for us. Well, I don't know. I have a social worker who keeps telling me to go through the process, but I'm feeling quite cynical about the whole business. CC can't perform what was specified in our contract with them - namely getting us licensed as a foster care family and then finding a child for us to adopt. But I keep getting the nagging suspicion that they don't want to return our money. So now I'm afraid to do anything. We didn't get a lot of communication during this whole fiasco, which leads to a bit of distrust on my end.
Not sure where this is leading. Gotta hope there's a reason for it. But really, all I can think of is all the kids that got screwed royal this summer because of politics and BS.
*****************
And then came the knowledge.
There's a time in our life that we realize what we know and what we didn't know yesterday. There's a collective knowledge of events - at some point you become aware of these events, but in reality, these events have been a part of our common experience for all your life. 9/11 is one of those events. For my daughter, who was born September 12, it has been a vague color in the background, a bit hazy and ill-defined, but there nonetheless.
This morning came a revelation. As we walked to school, we met up with one of her classmates. As the two walked ahead of me, I heard Stacy explaining her new found knowledge to her friend. "September 11 is when 2 planes crashed into the twin towers." She now as the concrete knowledge of the day before she was born. The reason I have no newspapers from that day. The reason, she now knows, of why when she tells people her birth date they pause and go "oh."
The last bit of innocence I had for my daughter is now shattered.
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