The Truth at the Bottom of the Castle
I think every school aged girl who gets adopted feels at least a little bit like a princess. That was certainly true for my daughters. Sarah, who... Read More →
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Excuse Me, Do You Know Lelya?
Do you know Lelya? You probably don’t, but I’ve been looking for a long time. Lelya was an orphan. Well, maybe not technically. Those who try to... Read More →
My Valentine
Twenty-six years ago I was engaged to one of the most beautiful girls I had ever known. It was no secret she was out of my league. In fact, the... Read More →
Rainbows and Unicorns Should Erase Adoption Scars
There really is a beautiful and almost magical side to our adoption stories. We wanted our daughters badly. Our sons wanted little sisters, too.... Read More →
A Child is Even More Tired of Waiting for You
My wife, Amy and I had three sons biologically before her childbearing days were over. We had always dreamed of having daughters to go along with... Read More →
Whoosh! There Went my New Year’s Resolution.
The road to hell, good intentions… blah blah blah. I had a lot of things I needed maintain, even get ahead on over the next several months... Read More →
You’re not my Dad!
(As Seen in Huffington Post) You’re not my dad! Touché! Alright, what do you do next? You had better take a deep breath and pause… because you’re... Read More →
Rare and Precious Moments when Intellectual Disabilities Fade
I hadn’t realized that the song had been on continuous repeat for the better part of an hour. I had been reliving a perfect moment in time; one... Read More →
Sometimes Things Aren’t as They Seem
Denney was less than a year old when he went to the orphanage in Russia. He didn’t know much about his history before joining our family; but... Read More →
Some Things Don’t Make Sense
It’s like how black and wet make purple. You don’t have to know why it happens. It’s a fact. It doesn’t matter if you can explain it, or if... Read More →
I Did It Because Orphans Changed Me
Where to start… Oh. I resigned. I started the company that evolved into White Knight in 1988. I led that company every minute up until a week ago. Read More →
The Term “Real Mother” Confuses Us
Mothers’ Day has always been a tough one at our house. My wife, Amy, came from a home where she was abused by her father and her mother did... Read More →
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