The dear Lord knows what she’s doing in not sending you any children until you grow up yourself and maybe get a grip on what family and parenthood actually is.
FYI, I am my kids’ mother. Your thinking would have had them live with a wealthy family instead of mine where we’ve had struggles and ups and downs, but made an honestly earned living. It was not always easy because I gave up my career to be a stay at home mom who ended up homeschooling two sons through high school. That’s really macho.
So, instead of having the wealth that seems your top criteria for raising children, my poor, suffering kids had me walking them to and picking them up at the school bus every day. I selfishly enjoyed years as my daughter’s brownie/girl scout troop leader, being my sons’ soccer team mom, and local PTA president, while further indulging my own interests by serving on the local Republican County Committee and participating in an occasional FReep.
As a result of my selfishness, and putting my own interests first, my kids didn’t get private schools, tutors in Chinese, tours of Europe, dinners out at white tablecloth restaurants. Instead of being in the equestrian league, they had to make do with a few weeks at a scout riding camp.
How much more selfish could I have possibly been! What could I have been thinking? How did my son manage to grow up and join the Army, or my daughter get to grad school at Stanford, or my other son become a paralegal? They should be sitting in the corner sucking their thumbs because their parents so selfishly deprived them of wealth and all life’s creature comforts. Just damn.
I think, madam, before you open your damnable yap to make ignorant, idiotic, and slanderous comments, you ask questions first. I do not have children, madam, because I lost my fiancee. I’m sure you’re well aware of the difficulty in producing children without a partner, unless you’re one who shot out yours asexually or via immaculate conception. I would not be in a position to adopt, madam, since I do not have the health or means to raise children, nor would I choose to do so alone even if I had extensive wealth (since I, gasp, actually believe you need two parents, a mother and father, to raise a child).
What deeply offends me, madam, is that you have no moral hesistation in supporting taking an innocent child, old enough to understand her surroundings, indeed, hijack a child from the only home she knew, only parents she knew, to total strangers living in an alien culture with NO CIVIL RIGHTS, solely because she shares genetic DNA and nothing else. You ain’t shipping the kid from Norfolk to Roanoke, madam. You’re removing the young lady from Memphis to Red China. I’m sure you must’ve been a part of the same extra chromosome brigade that agreed with the Gestapo raid and forceable return of Elian Gonzales not to his father, but to his slavemaster, Fidel Castro. So, please, again, spare me your lectures on how you proclaim yourself mother of the year when you take such an immoral stance. I submit, madam, that it is you that needs to grow the hell up.