“Develop a built-in bullshit detector.” – Ernest Hemingway
Have you seen this story? It is awful on so many levels.
But from my perspective two things really upset me (almost as much as the terrible loss of life itself)
Consider this paragraph:
""The children’s birth mothers will not be notified unless they ask. They
were all young, single mothers at the time of the children’s births,
the agency said.
After their children are adopted, they usually make a fresh start and
our agency doesn’t reach out first. Only if they contact us, we will
inform them what happened," Hong said, adding that no phone calls were
received so far.
The children — Ethan, 10, Seth, 7, Mira, 5,
and Eleanor, 3 — were adopted by the Sueppels in 1998, 1999, 2002 and
2005, respectively, Holt officials said. After adopting Ethan, the
couple decided to adopt his siblings from Korea, rather than other
countries, they said."
So, get this, mothers in Korea surrender their children to adoption and they are given to an American couple. Those children are murdered by the adoptive father and the mothers will NEVER be told. Instead they get to live out their fresh starts with the life long agony of wondering where their children are and how they are doing. They might ponder reunion. They will always wonder what their children look like. Maybe they will get savvy and someday search on their own. Unless they do, they will never be told THEIR CHILDREN ARE DEAD and THEY WERE MURDERED.
The Holt reps states that they will not notify the mothers due to the "fresh starts" and so far no phone calls have been received.
Guess what, asswipe, there is no such thing as a fresh start. That is adoption koolaid pumping through your veins and corporate doublespeak intended to protect your culpability. Get real.
Women who lose children to adoption get on with their lives but they are never "fresh". They are always, permanently wounded, always scarred. Never, ever the same. I know, I am one of those "fresh starters". Losing my child to adoption was and remains the greatest trauma of my life time. Where exactly is that fresh start? When does it begin? I got big boobs at an early age but perhaps my fresh start is a late blooming activity?
And that phone call? More things the agency never told me. Perhaps they did and I disregarded it, or maybe it was in fine print…
"Please be sure to contact the agency regularly, once a year is good, to see if your child has been murdered. If you don’t call to ask about their death, we will never contact you. Instead, we will let you live out that fresh start you have gotten. Thank you very much. "
Perhaps the agencies should hand out phone calling cards after we sign TPRs just to insure the crackhead birthmothers have enough money to make those dead pool calls?