There are times when the adoption process is exhausting and painful and makes you want to scream. But, I am told, so does childbirth.

Imagine the talented love-child of Andr Previn and Lucille Ball.

Srebrenica's not simply another reminder of man's inhumanity to man, but how intelligent people can always come up with intelligent reasons to do nothing.

Charlie Hebdo was and is not The Onion or "The Daily Show." This is a different kind of satire. Might I put it this way - less politically correct.

There are times when the adoption process is exhausting and painful and makes you want to scream. But, I am told, so does childbirth.

Race, blood, lineage, and nationality don't matter; they're just the way that small minds keep score. All that matters about blood is that it's warm and that it beats through a loving heart.

Despite the reams of paperwork, obstacles worthy of a horse show, and a wait that can rival an elephant's gestation, adoption feels no different on the inside.