Yesterday, in preparation for my hospital admission later today, I sat down to conclude the hardest task I’ve ever had to do in my life. I finished writing letters to my three year old son, letters that will be given to him hopefully by me when the right occasion presents itself, but that are there in the case of any eventuality. Continue reading
What does it take to make this world a better place?
WARNING: Graphic image follows
Today my thoughts found themselves focused on women, on what it means to be a woman, on how women live, on the challenges we face which can be the same or different to those faced by men. And on how every little step we (both men and women) make and take can be a move toward a better world. Continue reading
Do you really think my son is a lesser human being?
In the wake of the horrendous massacre in Kenya and the absurd and tragic incident involving Germanwings flight 4U9525, I couldn’t help but wonder – is my son worth less to you as a human being simply because of his African roots? Continue reading
The very thing that defines us
“It’s a boy!” “It’s a girl!”
Those are the very first words we (as newborns) hear, announcing to the world at large where it is we take our place across this great divide. Are we from Mars? Are we from Venus? What if we’re neither? Or what if we’re born one way but deep down are another way? Continue reading
Two years today
Today two years ago was our D-day – the day we met our son for the very first time. Ever since I could remember, I had decided that it made no sense for me to create a new human being when out there there were already so many who needed a warm, safe, loving family. I shared these thoughts with my partner very early on and thankfully he was open to the idea of adoption. Continue reading