The family tree stops here
A long time ago I saw someone in a park in San Francisco wearing a tee shirt with a tree icon and this sentence on it – The Family Tree Stops Here! It rubbed me the wrong way when I saw it, like it was too strong, too much an ending with no beginning.
We’ve heard about a possible baby being born on August 1st, and we’re going to see another new adoption attorney who has delivered well to others.
I no longer wonder why I couldn’t have children myself. Today, driving to yoga I mused about how it might be a good thing the family tree stopped here. A father who practiced medicine with a bogus license, an alcoholic mother, a criminal genius for a brother, another who hired David Duke as a business partner, another drug addicted sibling, on and on the family tree is rather, um, disconcerting?