The first time I tried to write about what had happed to my family I wrote about t-shirts. We put our identity on our chests like product placement.
These are my metaphorical t-shirts:
my adopted son is a predator
children I love were his victims
give them back their voices
the Truth will set us free
Carrying Light 
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My ex was a child predictor. He was Japanese and the cultural norms of his home country were his cover. I failed to protect my baby.
I am so sorry. I am afraid all cultures have predators–our shame often allows them to abuse more
We don’t expose them. Or if we do, our justice systems don’t prosecute the way they should
I resort to prayer and worry I have not done enough