[Oldster]

We adopted our daughter 24 years ago. She was delivered to JKF airport from South Korea along with a dozen other screaming infants who had used up all their diapers. She was placed in our arms by a fellow travler, an African-American businessman. Fellow passengers were enlisted to help because the adoption agency workers who escorted the babies had more than they could handle.

It was like a mass birth.

It was exciting and wonderful.

It doesn't matter to me that I have never seen the country of my child's birth. Sure, I'd like to see Asia, but it's not the highest item on my "to do" list for my life.

Do whatever makes YOU happiest and don't listen to anyone who is trying to make you feel guilty. You are adopting, and that is something to celebrate. How and when and where that child is placed into your arms simply doesn't matter. It's just important that it happens. It makes no difference to your child, either.

If you are bent on traveling to the country, why not postpone it until the child is a teen, when you BOTH can enjoy the experience? (Start saving now!)


Oldster (now a doting grandmother of a GORGEOUS Asian boy!)