For those of you who are considering adopting, whether its from in-state, in-country, or international adoption agencies....I salute you.
Consider countries that need your help...consider adoption a girl if possible. Not saying boys have it worse, but in most countries ( especially in Asia) boys are the preferred.
If you're adopted, a lot of countries welcome those back from the countries which they came. I plan on adoption from India, but to give a promising life to a child who needs it from any country is fine with me.
If you're not keen on out of country adoption, that's ok. There are plenty of children in the US that are in need of a home.
AdoptFromIndia
AdoptFromEthiopia
AdoptInternationally
Signed Always,
Adoption is an option
Sunday, June 10, 2012
I'm A Melting Pot
Twenty-five years ago, I was placed for adoption in the southern state Kerala--for those of you who are unknown to this states whereabouts, it lies in India. A long flight from the US, I'm sure those with frequent flyer miles could afford to add "visit to India" to their bucket list for a hefty price.
Where was I, oh yes adoption, me, and my quest for bringing awareness to the option. I came to the US when I was year old, adopted by an Italian woman who talks with her hands. No joke. I definitely have embraced the "American Way of Life" and feel as "american" as they come. Growing up in an American lifestyle hasn't had much of an affect on me...I know my culture and where I come from. What life could have been like and all the hard times and good times I may have endured.
I do get excited when I see Indians...like a kid who's met their first superhero. Not that Indians are superheros but in my book it's exciting to see something that seems foreign to me. Especially when I wasn't raised as an Indian.
Don't get me wrong, I love my heritage. I love my mother. I love that I keep growing and learn more about my culture....both of them. I hope that one day I can give that same feeling to one of my own.
Where was I, oh yes adoption, me, and my quest for bringing awareness to the option. I came to the US when I was year old, adopted by an Italian woman who talks with her hands. No joke. I definitely have embraced the "American Way of Life" and feel as "american" as they come. Growing up in an American lifestyle hasn't had much of an affect on me...I know my culture and where I come from. What life could have been like and all the hard times and good times I may have endured.
I do get excited when I see Indians...like a kid who's met their first superhero. Not that Indians are superheros but in my book it's exciting to see something that seems foreign to me. Especially when I wasn't raised as an Indian.
Don't get me wrong, I love my heritage. I love my mother. I love that I keep growing and learn more about my culture....both of them. I hope that one day I can give that same feeling to one of my own.
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