All parents say they’d go to the ends of the earth for their children. But how many have actually followed through with that promise?
John and I did.
Yes, it’s true. Twenty-two years ago, we travelled from where we were living in Connecticut all the way to the end of the earth for our baby boy, Jacob. Because we adopted him from Chile, which is located at the end of the earth. Really, it’s true. Just look at this map.
That’s Chile way down there at the bottom left.
(Google image, natch.)
And you know, we’d do it again. Literally or figuratively.
Jacob, you mean the world to your Dad and Me.
Happy Adoption Day to my very favorite kid.
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