To: epicure who wrote (357 ) 8/16/2001 9:33:23 PM From: Poet Read Replies (4) | Respond to of 51713 That is more than wonderful, X. I'm just shaking my head. Our children give us so much more than we ever imagine when they become ours. I say it this way because my older child , the one who graduated today, was adopted from Korea as an infant. This is a child who was greeted by a waitress ( the night I picked her up from the airport) with a look of horror. This is the child who people asked how much I payed for her. This is the child who was referred to as a gook by an old friend, long since gone. This is the child who people talked about, rather than to, at the ages of three, four, five, up to fifteen and sixteen, as people in New England see an Asian face and still think "no speak English". My daughter graduated from high school today. She graduated in August rather than in June because she attended a therapeutic school for the last two years. She has had to cope with a lot, more than most of us. It's taken longer, it's taken more people to shepherd her through her adolescence. But there are a lot of people who love her. My daughter got C's and D's in many of her classes. My daughter was voted "Class Clown", "Most Loved" and "Best Citizen". She walked for MS. She worked for Habitat for Humanity. She was a Big Sister. She volunteered for the New Haven AIDs project. She gave a lecture on homophobia to her school after holding a friend's hand through the months when he realized he was gay and began to come out. She made a dress out of butter wrappers. She had her tongue pierced. She missed her mother's birthday. She wrote her family in Korea and reassured them that she loved them, although she would never understand their words. When she approached the podium to accept her diploma, she began to cry cartoon tears. She understood at that moment precisely how well-loved she is, precisely how much she deserves that love. This is the girl who made me a mother.