ROOM FOR ANOTHER
A Courageous Adoption Story
Every choice carries a consequence.
After the death of her mother, an unloving stepmother, and an uninvolved father, Theresa must deal with another trauma—an unwanted pregnancy.
A fictionalized account based on true life events.
“I cried in all that Theresa went through as a child. I was so encouraged with how she rose above it all and I connected in living the life of forgiveness and chose to not stop loving and not be a victim in her life. Such courage and strength.”
“A delightful insight into the relationship and bond between mother and child.”
REVIEWS
“Everyone should read this book to appreciate the sacrifices mothers make for their children and celebrate the unconditional love of mothers (biological and adoptive).”
THE STORY
Every choice you make carries a consequence. What if your consequence was an unwanted pregnancy?
Having retired from teaching and journalism, Theresa receives a phone call from a friend asking for a favor. Would she help out two girls who are struggling with a high school writing assignment?
Theresa graciously agrees to share part of her life for the biographical paper. She surprises her unsuspecting young interviewers with stories of a broken childhood, tales of love found and lost, and the strength summoned to make the hardest decision of her life.
The sharing of her past not only provides fodder for Theresa’s students, but also prepares herself for one of the most impactful introductions yet to come.
Room For Another is a fictionalized account based on true life events of author Diane M. Dresback’s biological mother. The one thing that Diane learned about her mother was that it didn’t matter if you were blood, step, half, ex, in-law, adopted, or anywhere in-between—everyone was family and she always had room in her heart for another.
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A blaring alarm echoed loudly against the high ceilings of the workshop causing Theresa to jump and jab her index finger with a quilting needle.
“Ouch,” exclaimed Theresa turning off the annoying racket and slipping her wounded finger in her mouth. The clock read 2:30 p.m., indicating it was time to make good on her favor promised to Miss Stacy Hershey, a new high school teacher that Theresa had befriended a year earlier.
“I need your help,” Stacy had said. “You know Darcy Noble and Liz Valdez?”
“Purchased many Girl Scout cookies from them over the years. Still have an unopened box of Thin Mints in the back of my pantry…somewhere,” said Theresa. “What’s the problem?”
“I had them for creative writing last year. Both smart, excellent writers. Easily “A” students. But this semester in my journalism class, they’re only doing “C” work.”
Despite being long since retired from teaching the elementary grades, Theresa still loved children of any age, even the ones that came with challenges—which were most of them. The enthusiasm and curiosity of youth energized her as opposed to the assumptions and know-it-all attitude of adults, herself now included.
“Why?” asked Theresa.
“I’ll give you one guess.”
Theresa smiled. “Boys.”