This will be the first day of visible progress in my home building adventure. I am meeting at the house site with my builder, house designer/architect, sewer person, and landscape designer. The house footprint will be staked out, elevations shot and discussions started about how to proceed with my home water catchment system.
This will be the first day of visible progress in my home building adventure. I am meeting at the house site with my builder, house designer/architect, sewer person, and landscape designer. The house footprint will be staked out, elevations shot and discussions started about how to proceed with my home water catchment system.
This will be the first day of visible progress in my home building adventure. I am meeting at the house site with my builder, house designer/architect, sewer person, and landscape designer. The house footprint will be staked out, elevations shot and discussions started about how to proceed with my home water catchment system.
I agree completely. We adopted our daughter (14) when she was 3 days old. I hope some day to meet her birth parents. It was a closed adoption & we have never known anything about the. My dh doesn't neccessarily feel the same way. My dh's sister asked me one day "Why would you want to meet them?" My response just a simple.." To thank them. What a supreme gift to give up their own infant to an unknown family".I supposed this should go under "What made you smile lately." But I am sitting here after checking my other email account. I received a Birthday wish from one of my grandchildren. She lives in Maine and is one of the children that were adopted after my daughter's death.
She was just an infant when she was adopted. And when she would hear her sister and brother talk about 'their mother', she would get confused. She had never been told she was adopted. She knew who I was and what relation to her I was. Her grandmother. But how? So one day she was snooping around and came across my phone number. She called me out of the blue and I told her if she ever had any questions, I would always tell her the whole truth. No matter how painful it may be for me or her. A year later when she was old enough to travel on her own, she came down from Maine and spent the weekend. We talked and talked. And I kept my word to her. I answered all of her questions with total honesty. She went back home with some anger in her because her mother had kept everything from her. After a few phone calls, she calmed down and understood where her adopted mother was coming from.
As a result, every Mother's Day, my birthday, Christmas and any other important day, she always sends me a card in the mail or an email. She is the only grandchild to do this. I love her so dealy. I wish I could post a picture of her. She is knockout beautiful. Enormous blue eyes, and natural blonde hair. In the sunlight with the wisps of hair blowing, it looks like a halo around her head.
I am a firm believer that every child has the right to know who their natural parents are and their personal history.
I agree completely. We adopted our daughter (14) when she was 3 days old. I hope some day to meet her birth parents. It was a closed adoption & we have never known anything about the. My dh doesn't neccessarily feel the same way. My dh's sister asked me one day "Why would you want to meet them?" My response just a simple.." To thank them. What a supreme gift to give up their own infant to an unknown family".
This will be the first day of visible progress in my home building adventure. I am meeting at the house site with my builder, house designer/architect, sewer person, and landscape designer. The house footprint will be staked out, elevations shot and discussions started about how to proceed with my home water catchment system.
Just got done helping DH put in a new kitchen faucet. Why oh why can't it ever be easy
You said DH was involved...
I am just putting the finishing touches on the 2012 package of paperwork for the income tax guy!
I wish they would just go to a flat federal sales tax and end this annual nightmare!