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I am Dean Kirschner. Why "Libby's Corner?" This blog, actually, all of Adoption Makes Family, is a tribute to my mother who brought adoption to our family in 1956 when my older sister was adopted.

When my mother died in 1967, she left a legacy of love for children that transcended any biological connection. Having been only 8 years old at the time of her death, I do not recall hearing specific words about adoption from my mother. However, through the years, having many conversations with her friends and our family, I have learned so much about my mother's feelings toward children, toward adoption.

Personally, the experience of adoption has been in my life since my own birth. I'm the little brother of an older sister who was adopted at birth. Adoption was never a big deal in our family. We were all treated the same. Biologically conceived by our parents or adopted, there was never a sense for me that we were loved any differently.

I remember at my first home study meeting in preparation to adopt my first son. The social worker asked if I had any personal experience with adoption. My first reaction was a sense of connection. I lived with adoption all my life. I embrace adoption. Now, I am the father of two boys, both adopted.

Every day I realize how much I love my sons. I laugh with my sons. I play with my sons. I parent my sons. Some days there are frustrations. More days, there are fun and joyful times with my sons. Some days, I have had to be a disciplinarian. More days, I am the supporter, the advocate, the fixer, the helper, the confidant, the teacher, the guide, the safety net, the protector. To sum it up, I'm Dad.

My sons are adopted, yet we don't hold that term as a distinction of difference. We celebrate adoption as a means by which I became Dad and they became my children. When I introduce my sons, I introduce them as my sons. Introduce my sister as my sister. The stories of how we became a family are amazingly wonderful. We share our adoption stories proudly. The adoption stories speak to the excitement of becoming a sister, a brother, a son, a grandson, a cousin, a nephew.

I have spoken with my sister and my sons about their feelings about their birth parents and the adoption. No one has forgotten that they were adopted, because adoption is an open conversation in our family. However, there is no angst about adoption. We answer questions honestly and allow complete and open discussions about birth parents and their adoption story. There are no mysteries or secrets. There are stories of love, excitement and family.

As for how we get along as siblings, my sister and I have our disagreements. More often, we have our agreements. We have fought, loved, laughed, played. We are just normal siblings. I don't feel adoption plays into our relationship. We have had wonderful discussions about adoption and birth parents. However, when it comes down to just being brother and sister, we are just that. Brother and sister. My sister has actively reached out and chatted with birth mothers who have created an adoption plan with Adoption Makes Family.

My sons have the same type of relationship. They love like brothers. They fight like brothers. They protect each other and look out for each other. They are not biologically related. They are related through adoption. But, above all, they are brothers.

And so, I turn back to my mother, Libby. I learned from my mother the unconditional love for children. Starting in her own little corner of our family, she shaped me, my sister, my sons and our world. Hopefully, this blog, Libby's Corner, can do the same for you.


  • Dear Chad and Mary (Adoptive Parents)

    Can you believe Lisa is a week old already? I think we’re going to have to find a way to slow time down! I have been thinking about you guys a lot
    this past week and just checking up seeing how things are going. I am sure you are tired, but excited to be new parents!

    I also wanted to make sure I let the both of you know how overwhelmed with love and joy I have been towards you! I can’t thank you enough for taking
    our little girl in and loving and raising her as your very own. This sort of situation isn’t one you can really mentally prepare yourself for because
    you don’t know exactly what to expect until it happens. I found it extremely hard to leave the hospital because I could not fathom the thought
    of leaving her there by herself with just the nurses. When Dr. Dean finally told me she was with her new mom and dad, I found it peaceful to finally be
    able to sleep!

    The thought of changing my mind hasn’t occurred to me once! When Lisa first looked at me, instantly she had me wrapped around her little finger and I
    just knew right then and there that I was doing the best thing for her. Seeing the both of you at the hospital also reassured me how right this was
    – seeing the love and excitement you two have for her.

    Mary: You have so much energy and life in you that I know you were meant to be a mom. I have so much faith in you that I know Lisa is going to be a
    wonderful young lady. If she does cheerleading (which I know she will at least try it with both of us being cheerleaders) you must give her my best
    support for me!

    Chad: When we first met you, you were shaking when we asked you to be our baby’s adoptive father. Later that day, we went home and I cried to Dave
    because I knew just how perfect Lisa was going to have it. I never had my dad around much growing up and I know she’s going to have the father that I
    never had, but wanted. She is going to have a father to stand behind her, support her, love her, and be there no matter what.

    I pray for the two of you and Lisa every night before I go to bed. I really feel that this was part of God’s plan for us to find you guys and be
    together to share this experience. I look forward to seeing Lisa grow up through pictures and look forward to hearing from you! We’re gonna become
    close. I don’t at all worry because I have enough faith and trust that you are going to do a great job at taking care of the little angel who stole our
    hearts.

    Thank you again so much!

    Love
    Emily

  • Welcome to Libby’s Corner!

    I am Dean Kirschner. ¬†Why “Libby’s Corner?” This blog, actually, all of Adoption Makes Family, is a tribute to my mother who brought adoption to our family in 1956 when my older sister was adopted. When my mother died in 1967, she left a legacy of love for children that transcended any biological connection. Having been only 8 years old at the time of her death, I do not ¬†recall hearing specific words about adoption from my mother. However, through the years, having many conversations with
    her friends and our family, I have learned so much about my mother’s feelings toward children, toward adoption.

    Personally, the experience of adoption has been in my life since my own birth. I’m the little brother. Adoption was never a big deal in our family. We were all treated the same. Biologically conceived by our parents or adopted, there was never a sense for me that we were loved any differently.

    I remember at my first home study meeting in preparation to adopt my first son. The social worker asked if I had any personal experience with adoption. My first reaction was a sense of connection. I lived with adoption all my life. I embrace adoption. I am the father of two boys. Every day I realize how much I love my sons. I laugh with my sons. I play with my sons. I parent my sons. Some days there are frustrations. More days, there are fun and joyful times with my sons. Some days, I have had to be a disciplinarian. More days, I am the supporter, the advocate, the fixer, the helper, the confidant, the teacher, the guide, the safety net, the protector. To sum it up, I’m Dad.

    My sons are adopted. We don’t hold that term as a distinction of difference. We celebrate adoption as a means by which I became Dad and they became my children. When I introduce my sons, I introduce them as my sons. Introduce my sister as my sister. The stories of how we became a family are
    amazingly wonderful. We share our adoption stories proudly. The adoption stories speak to the excitement of becoming a sister, a brother, a son, a grandson, a cousin, a nephew.

    I have spoken with my sister and my sons about their feelings about their birth parents and the adoption. No one has forgotten that they were adopted, because adoption is an open conversation in our family. However, there is no angst about adoption. We answer questions honestly and allowcomplete and open discussions about birth parents and their adoption story. There are no mysteries or secrets. There are stories of love, excitemen and family.

    As for how we get along as siblings, my sister and I have our disagreements. More often, we have our agreements. We have fought, loved, laughed, played. We are just normal siblings. I don’t feel adoption plays into our relationship. We have had wonderful discussions about adoption and birth parents. However, when it comes down to just being brother and sister, we are just that. Brother and sister. My sister has actively reached out and chatted with birth mothers who have created an adoption plan with Adoption Makes Family.

    My sons have the same type of relationship. They love like brothers. They fight like brothers. They protect each other and look out for each other. They are not biologically related. They are related through adoption. But, above all, they are brothers.

    And so, I turn back to my mother, Libby. I learned from my mother the unconditional love for children. Starting in her own little corner of our family, she shaped me, my sister, my sons and our world. Hopefully, this blog, Libby’s Corner, can do the same for you.

Adoption Makes Family is for the adoptive family as well, providing adoption services to a family choosing to embark on their own adoption journey. Adoption Makes Family is located just north of Baltimore, Maryland, serving birth parents throughout the state and adoptive families across the country.
10635 York Road
Cockeysville
Maryland
21030
USA
Adoption Makes Family was founded to meet the needs of birth parents and adoptive parents in a manner that is sensitive, compassionate, and personal. We are a non-profit (501-C3), licensed adoption agency based in Maryland. Our highly trained staff is prepared to meet the needs of birth parents and adoptive parents, as well as children in need of a loving home.
10635 York Road
Cockeysville
MD
21030
USA