I unfortunately could not write about a moral dilemma that I have faced in my profession, because at this time I am not working. However, I have faced another kind of personal moral dilemma that I am more then willing to share with you.
18 years ago, I gave my child up for adoption not because he was unloved, but, because he was loved so very much. At the time I was in an physically abusive relationship and I did not want the father to get a hold of us or him especially and hurt him. So, the last time I saw Andrew Brian Collins was November 18, 1988. They of course re-named him, Adam Christopher (Blank), I'm sure you understand why I am leaving the names out. I received pictures of him, and of course the last adoption paperwork that was delivered by the local sheriffs. In the adoption, there was a stipulation and that was to be able to meet with Adam when he turned 16.
Since then, I have grown into an amazing person, (not conceded) with a huge heart, (almost too big). And I have not really thought about really ever seeing him. That's not to say I have not thought of him, I had a second child that I have and I named him William Andrew (Blank). Andrew is for his brother, his name sake so to speak. I call him Drew, in memory of the love that I hold in my heart for both my boys.
Since then I have been contacted by the father of the baby, who is now a seasoned adult. He himself has grown into a wonderful person, he has had much counseling and therapy and I can honestly say that he is no longer angry at the world. He...