My mind has been heavy in thought these last few months. I have really been thinking a lot about our adult children. Merrill and I have come to the conclusion that raising children that have some sort of disability is the easier part. The harder part is learning how to accept the fact that they become adults with a disability. It is painful on many levels. We have seen marriages that do not last, relationships that are often painful, their children neglected and then their rights taken away and their children now adopted by someone else. We have had to go to court to keep our grandparents rights, but reality is, rights or not, the "new family" often wants to forget about the "old family". Face it, as parents of adopted children, we know all to well that path is easier. Some have gone to prison, several to jail, one is "wanted" and another one registers. It is a very hard and vicious cycle for them. Jobs come and go, mostly they do not work. They have
Merrill and I thought we would teach our children about the world, instead we are teaching the world about our children.