The Heart Gallery was founded in New Mexico in 2001 by Diane Granito of the New Mexico Children, Youth and Families Department. Diane initially worked with photographer and adoptive parent Cathy Maier to take photos of children searching for a family. Later, she had the idea to take these portraits […]
In many ways, my dad was – and still is – a Renaissance man. But in some very glaring ways, he’s not.
Ten years have passed since the Massachusetts Supreme Judicial Court’s landmark decision of Goodridge v. Dept. Public Health, which granted marriage equality to same-sex couples for the first time in the United States. Looking backwards, of course, ten years seems like the blink of an eye. But the battle cry […]
Thank god(dess) for the Westboro Baptist Church. Big smooches to Michelle Bachmann, and NOM, and to Focus on the Family. Oh, and Franklin Graham, and Exodus International, and Tony Perkins (Keep up the good work, Tony, honey!) Why, you may well ask, am I offering up gratitude and mad props […]
This week the New York Times had an article titled, “Does ‘Sperm Donor’ Mean ‘Dad’?” Of course, as a member of a family that used a known donor, I read with interest. The article focuses on a specific public feud between former actor Jason Patric and his ex-girlfriend, Danielle Schreiber. The […]
In America, everything is for sale. But every once in a while, it strikes me that these typical ways in which we sell stuff feels, well, a bit awkward. Case in point: Sperm.
Trying to conceive is a lot like falling backwards down a set of stairs. Some people are able to stop themselves right after they begin falling, some in the middle of the flight and some free fall.
When you adopt a child, particularly through the social services system, you get little or no information about the kid’s genetic background. And so every single physical, emotional, mental or spiritual trait they display is a surprise.
Today was a beautiful day in Western North Carolina. The sun was shining high in the sky, about 70 degrees. The daffodils are already in bloom. The robins are foraging in my yard. I took note of the slight breeze as I walked into my lawyer’s office to discuss suing my wife.
Picking up where we left off after Finding Mr. Right: Part 1. “Ooooo…How about this one?” S pointed to someone who sounded like a Greek god. I pictured him sitting on a beach somewhere lathered in olive oil, his massive pecs alternating rhythmic contractions. “Not a chance.” At this point, […]
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