• profile"The peace we seek to win is not victory over any other people, but the peace that comes with healing in its wings; with compassion for those who have suffered; with understanding for those who have opposed us; with the opportunity for all the peoples." -Richard Nixon

    If you take the time to read through these pages of my healing journey, you will see the hills and valleys. Those highs and lows continue to take me toward my ultimate goal: one of peace within, one of compassion for others who have been through their own hills and valleys and one of opportunity for all (also known as reform). I strive, at this time, to find that inner peace. Join me as I fail miserably each day but find faith and hope enough to wake the next morning and try again.



Clarification

Apparently I'm not allowed to tell my own story. Apparently I'm only here for informational purposes, not to try to get through my own issues or write down our story for memory's sake. Apparently I have to be politically correct at all times. Apparently I can't be emotional. Apparently I can't tell my story which involves the fact that open adoption isn't legally binding. In my state. Let me go on just so the reading masses understand.

Let me just quote the National Adoption Information Clearinghouse, because, God forbid, someone look it up for themselves:

Approximately 18 States (Arizona, California, Connecticut, Florida, Indiana, Louisiana, Massachusetts, Minnesota, Montana, Nebraska, New Mexico, New York, Oregon, Rhode Island, South Dakota, Vermont, Washington, and West Virginia) currently have legislation allowing written and enforceable adoption with contact agreements. In many of these States, the statutes incorporate the substance of the language recommended by the Guidelines, while in other States (notably New York and South Dakota), provisions pertaining to the contents and enforcement of the agreements are not specified.

That said, here are the guidelines for legislation:

  • Adoption is irrevocable, and the birth parent's voluntary relinquishment may not be set aside, even if the post-adoption agreement is modified, set aside, or parties fail to comply.
  • The court may approve the agreement only if all parties, including a child over the age of 12, agree on its provisions, and the court finds the agreement is in the best interests of the child.
  • The court may approve post-adoption contact ranging from occasional exchanges of cards, photographs and information to regular personal visits, in whatever level of detail the parties agree to and the court deems appropriate.
  • Any party to the agreement may petition the court to modify the agreement, order compliance, or to void the agreement.
  • The court may order compliance, modify, or void the agreement only if the parties agree or circumstances have changed, and any action is in the best interests of the child.
  • And then, to get to my story, if I'm allowed to tell that here, here's PA:

    Pennsylvania Not addressed in statutes reviewed

    And, if you can't figure out how to google the National Adoption Information Clearinghouse to check this information out for yourself, you can click here. I've even gone to the right page so you can investigate you own state.

    And so, let me clarify for the masses: this is my blog. This is our story. This is how the Munchkin came to be and what we are doing nowadays. If I say "open adoption is not legally enforceable," and I'm not writing about someone else (i.e. an article, someone else's blog or someone else's adoption), chances are, I'm talking about our own adoption. Chances are that I don't really feel the need to clarify and reclarify and rereclarify every last law that doesn't apply to me.

    Yes, some open adoptions are "legally binding." Know what? Mine isn't. Know what sucks? Mine isn't. Know what upsets me to talk about? Ones that are. Know what ticks me off to no end? That my daggone agency didn't have the common decency to tell me that, oh, hey Jenna! Open adoptions aren't legally binding in your state and, you know what, you coulda been fucked. To say that I'm making a sweeping generalization just because I said "open adoptions are not legally binding" while speaking about OUR OWN DAMN ADOPTION is not only rude but it shows a lack of reading comprehension. There is a difference between dispersing information and telling our story. I'm the last one who is going to make a "sweeping generalization" because I hate them. And, you usually make generalizations about people… not laws which are inanimate objects. I could be "paraphrasing." But not making a generalization. Even still, I don't have to write out every last law when I'm telling our story.

    "My agency didn't inform me that Open Adoptions aren't legally enforceable in my state. However, they are in Louisiana. If only I lived in Louisiana! Then all of this anger I feel would just miraculously go away!"

    That's the ticket.

    So, to revisit the topic: this is our story. It's not your story. It's not the story of someone with a legally binding adoption. But I'll be sure to be more politically correct from here on out so that the reading masses don't get confused as to the ins and outs of open adoption. Because, ya know. If I was researching something about adoption, I would turn, solely, to this blog and this blog alone. Not adoption.com. Not the NAIC. Not, ya know, an attorney. Just this blog.

    Because I'm apparently supposed to know it all and then I'm supposed to make that information properly available to the world's fingertips at large.

    Yeah. Comments? Turned off. Fuck it. Someday I'll rewrite the post that I wrote tonight that had to be deleted because, oh, I wasn't politically correct. It's a shame. It was a good post.

    PS - Think I should print this one out for the "anger list?"




    I’m Still Mad as Hell

    Thanks to Christine for having this song on her MySpace. I'm definitely buying the album now. While this song was written about adoption, just about everything can be seen through those glasses. My God, it's as if someone put my emotions into words and set them to music.

    forgive, sounds good
    forget, i’m not sure i could
    they say time heals everything
    but i’m still waiting

    i’m through with doubt
    there’s nothing left for me to figure out
    i’ve paid a price
    and i’ll keep paying

    i’m not ready to make nice
    i’m not ready to back down
    i’m still mad as hell and
    i don’t have time to go round and round and round
    it’s too late to make it right
    i probably wouldn’t if i could
    ‘cause i’m mad as hell
    can’t bring myself to do what it is you think i should

    i know you said
    can’t you just get over it
    it turned my whole world around
    and i kind of like it

    i made my bed and i sleep like a baby
    with no regrets and i don’t mind sayin’
    it’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
    daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
    and how in the world can the words that i said
    send somebody so over the edge
    that they’d write me a letter
    sayin’ that i better shut up and sing
    or my life will be over

    i’m not ready to make nice
    i’m not ready to back down
    i’m still mad as hell and
    i don’t have time to go round and round and round
    it’s too late to make it right
    i probably wouldn’t if i could
    ‘cause i’m mad as hell
    can’t bring myself to do what it is you think i should

    i’m not ready to make nice
    i’m not ready to back down
    i’m still mad as hell and
    i don’t have time to go round and round and round
    it’s too late to make it right
    i probably wouldn’t if i could
    ‘cause i’m mad as hell
    can’t bring myself to do what it is you think i should

    forgive, sounds good
    forget, i’m not sure i could
    they say time heals everything
    but i’m still waiting

    Not Ready to Make Nice by the Dixie Chicks 

    Are you crying yet? Because I have been for at least twenty minutes while I hit play over and over. And over. My heart aches. My vision is blurry. It's been awhile since I had a good cleansing cry. My therapist asked me that at my last appointment. When was the last time I cried? Post-partum issues aside? Who knows. She told me it is okay to cry. For awhile, I was thinking I was kind of like Chandler.

    Forgive? Someday I'll get past this anger and I'll be able to forgive ANLC and those who pushed me down this road. (And yes, I take ownership of signing the TPR.) Forget? Never. How? How can you? How can I? Why would I? Time? Sucks. That's not an eloquent statement but it's the truth. Time sucks.

    I've paid a price… and I will continue to pay… for the rest of my life. For the rest of my life, my daughter will call another woman Mom. For the rest of my life, I will miss out on so much. I will continue to pay.

    The one therapist told me it should be easy to get over. Pshaw. And the part about the letters? Well, that even fits. Know why? Some people don't like the fact that this open adoption firstmother speaks out about certain adoption topics. Some people, ahem, trolls, don't think that open adoption is "cool," so they take their anger out on me. Because my pain isn't comparative to their own. And so they send emails, IMs, comments. Mmm, whatever.

    I want to put this one song on repeat. Perhaps this is the song that will help me find my anger. Because right now, I'm kinda livid. So, Christine, I hold you responsible for my inability to sleep and forthcoming inability to work tomorrow.

    Cause I'm mad as hell. Say it with me, folks. I'm mad as hell.