Comments on: My Son Is Two, Her Son Is Two http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2008/04/my-son-is-two-her-son-is-two/ Carlos Whittaker's Weblog Fri, 10 Feb 2012 02:29:55 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1.3 By: esther http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2008/04/my-son-is-two-her-son-is-two/#comment-188429 esther Tue, 08 Apr 2008 17:53:32 +0000 http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/?p=4843#comment-188429 thank you and your family for your unconditional love... as a korean-american, i came to this country with my family and birth parents, but along the way... i've met and made many friends who are korean-americans through adoption... so on behalf of all of us koreans, thank you for your love to reach out to the other side of the world to bring joy and life into the lives of so many children who just need someone to love them... knowing how taboo adoption is in korea, it used to break my heart that korean kids would have to leave all that they knew to go live in foreign countries all over the world... i used to be so angry that koreans would not adopt, or be ashamed of having to do so and try so hard to cover it up... but God has given me so much peace and gratitude for all of the lives that were given new opportunities at love and happiness... because of families like you... thank you for stepping up to love your children... and thank you for having a heart that breaks for a mother who undoubtedly remembers the beautiful baby you hold in your arms today... thank you and your family for your unconditional love… as a korean-american, i came to this country with my family and birth parents, but along the way… i’ve met and made many friends who are korean-americans through adoption…

so on behalf of all of us koreans, thank you for your love to reach out to the other side of the world to bring joy and life into the lives of so many children who just need someone to love them…

knowing how taboo adoption is in korea, it used to break my heart that korean kids would have to leave all that they knew to go live in foreign countries all over the world… i used to be so angry that koreans would not adopt, or be ashamed of having to do so and try so hard to cover it up…

but God has given me so much peace and gratitude for all of the lives that were given new opportunities at love and happiness… because of families like you…

thank you for stepping up to love your children… and thank you for having a heart that breaks for a mother who undoubtedly remembers the beautiful baby you hold in your arms today…

]]> By: April http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2008/04/my-son-is-two-her-son-is-two/#comment-187900 April Mon, 07 Apr 2008 22:15:35 +0000 http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/?p=4843#comment-187900 beautiful. I'm holding back tears as I read this. Happy Birthday Losiah! beautiful. I’m holding back tears as I read this. Happy Birthday Losiah!

]]> By: Lita http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2008/04/my-son-is-two-her-son-is-two/#comment-187879 Lita Mon, 07 Apr 2008 19:59:13 +0000 http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/?p=4843#comment-187879 I loved your poem to your son. How unselfish of you to think of his birth mother on his birthday. I had to read this to my husband and the only thing he could say was WOW. He was amazed on how you caputured the feeling of Losiah and where he came from. We are adopting from Russia...so it was a very touching to read this. Wonderful writing!!! I loved your poem to your son. How unselfish of you to think of his birth mother on his birthday. I had to read this to my husband and the only thing he could say was WOW. He was amazed on how you caputured the feeling of Losiah and where he came from.

We are adopting from Russia…so it was a very touching to read this. Wonderful writing!!!

]]> By: Lita http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2008/04/my-son-is-two-her-son-is-two/#comment-187880 Lita Mon, 07 Apr 2008 19:59:13 +0000 http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/?p=4843#comment-187880 I loved your poem to your son. How unselfish of you to think of his birth mother on his birthday. I had to read this to my husband and the only thing he could say was WOW. He was amazed on how you caputured the feeling of Losiah and where he came from. We are adopting from Russia...so it was a very touching to read this. Wonderful writing!!! I loved your poem to your son. How unselfish of you to think of his birth mother on his birthday. I had to read this to my husband and the only thing he could say was WOW. He was amazed on how you caputured the feeling of Losiah and where he came from.

We are adopting from Russia…so it was a very touching to read this. Wonderful writing!!!

]]> By: Joanna Kurtz http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2008/04/my-son-is-two-her-son-is-two/#comment-187876 Joanna Kurtz Mon, 07 Apr 2008 19:34:17 +0000 http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/?p=4843#comment-187876 That's like the sweetest thing I've ever read. You just made me cry. Which is not hard to do, but still. That’s like the sweetest thing I’ve ever read.
You just made me cry.
Which is not hard to do, but still.

]]> By: A-Ron http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2008/04/my-son-is-two-her-son-is-two/#comment-187861 A-Ron Mon, 07 Apr 2008 17:25:03 +0000 http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/?p=4843#comment-187861 Happy Belated Birthday, little man. Happy Belated Birthday, little man.

]]> By: Rachael http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2008/04/my-son-is-two-her-son-is-two/#comment-187847 Rachael Mon, 07 Apr 2008 16:21:46 +0000 http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/?p=4843#comment-187847 I love this...I got choked up reading it. My sister gave her son up for adoption so I know that it's hard on birthdays for the birth mom. I think it's amazing that you love and respect her. Awesome I love this…I got choked up reading it. My sister gave her son up for adoption so I know that it’s hard on birthdays for the birth mom. I think it’s amazing that you love and respect her. Awesome

]]> By: Angela http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2008/04/my-son-is-two-her-son-is-two/#comment-187833 Angela Mon, 07 Apr 2008 14:40:35 +0000 http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/?p=4843#comment-187833 Wow - That was really beautiful... Happy Birthday to Losiah! Wow – That was really beautiful… Happy Birthday to Losiah!

]]> By: Diane http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2008/04/my-son-is-two-her-son-is-two/#comment-187819 Diane Mon, 07 Apr 2008 13:31:38 +0000 http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/?p=4843#comment-187819 I didn't understand at first what you were saying. Maybe because it is 6 in the morning. But then I got it and it broke my heart. I am on the other side of your prayer, 24 years later, without knowing. I blogged about it a couple weeks ago: http://meyersonthehood.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthday-prayer.html Thanks for writing this and giving me hope I didn’t understand at first what you were saying. Maybe because it is 6 in the morning. But then I got it and it broke my heart. I am on the other side of your prayer, 24 years later, without knowing. I blogged about it a couple weeks ago:
http://meyersonthehood.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthday-prayer.html

Thanks for writing this and giving me hope

]]> By: becca http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2008/04/my-son-is-two-her-son-is-two/#comment-187812 becca Mon, 07 Apr 2008 13:01:42 +0000 http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/?p=4843#comment-187812 That is so amazing-- exactly how we feel about our son's first mom but have never been able to put into words, at least not as eloquently as you just did. I choked back tears last week as he turned one. I watched him eat his cake and kept asking silently, "Are you really my son? Do you really live here with us? Do we really get to be your parents?" And of course, no thought like that is ever alone. It is always accompanied by grief and empathy for the woman who lives a few hours from here without her son on his first birthday. That is so amazing– exactly how we feel about our son’s first mom but have never been able to put into words, at least not as eloquently as you just did. I choked back tears last week as he turned one. I watched him eat his cake and kept asking silently, “Are you really my son? Do you really live here with us? Do we really get to be your parents?” And of course, no thought like that is ever alone. It is always accompanied by grief and empathy for the woman who lives a few hours from here without her son on his first birthday.

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