Here In My Arms

We'd been expecting to find a white child from the US. Instead, we'd found a baby of another country, another culture, another race. A chill went down my spine. Was it the fear of the unknown, or after three years of looking had I finally felt the touch of my child?

When our son Andrew was three days old, his birth mother in Guadalajara, Mexico, parted with him and offered him up for adoption. Five days later my wife Harriet Reisen and I flew to Mexico to adopt him and bring him to the United States. I wrote and directed this story as a birthday gift to Andrew and to show how the power of family can overcome the boundaries of place, nationality, and race.