I've been checking that blog every once-n-awhile after following it from your signature here. Here comments always inspire some sort of thought that makes a connection. This last post resonates with me as my sister was adopted, and I've never thought of her as anything other than my sister. She was adopted before I was born, and the "blood" connection that many people speak of from time to time just doesn't compute with me because my experience is the total opposite. The only time we ever considered her as "not exactly one of "us"", was when we had to explain to friends and classmates why she was better looking than me. :biggrin: About the only time I ever think of her as, "adopted" is when the topic of adoption, or "non-blood" children comes up. People often say, "It's different if the children are not blood.", but based on my experience, I can't help but think in response, "That's more on you, not the blood." Of course, that isn't something to say to someone (such conviction is way too offensive), but I've lived a life of "Non-boilogical/biological family", and know differently, which leads me to believe that such thoughts about non-biological children being different than biological ones are attributed to personal choice, not blood. (Eric, we can discuss more of this in person some day).
BTW.
Your wife might want to know that I showed her blog to my mother last weekend, and she liked it. She especially commented on the writing style.
