
The Good Family
As far as I saw it, being honest with my feelings was a betrayal of their contributions to my life. There came a moment though, where I could no longer deny what it is that I feel on the deepest level.
As far as I saw it, being honest with my feelings was a betrayal of their contributions to my life. There came a moment though, where I could no longer deny what it is that I feel on the deepest level.
She warms up her cup of coffee that she has been sipping on all morning in the microwave then carries on with mundane post-breakfast tasks – cleaning up the dishes, wiping down the counters, and considering what we will eat for lunch. She is completely unaware of the bomb that I am about to drop in her lap.
Recently I was introduced to a form of poetry that was new to me called blackout poetry. Also called erasure … Continue Reading Redacted
I had worked diligently polishing my speech and speaking skills for months and now the time had finally arrived to … Continue Reading First Flight
Both of these women have contributed to who I am and who my children are, as both blood and love pass through the generations.
Yesterday, as my family was enjoying a nice relaxing day at home we were chatting about the Super Bowl that … Continue Reading Upstream
Today’s my birthday. For me, it’s usually a time of feeling a special, magical excitement. All through the years of … Continue Reading I’ll Cry If I Want To
Surprisingly, my most favorite quote about adoption came from my favorite TV show, This Is Us , which features the … Continue Reading Defined
Anyone who has known me more than a minute knows how badly I have longed to have my original birth certificate; the one that actually contains the facts of my birth instead of the facts of my adoption. This obsession began when I found out that I was actually named at birth by my birthmom and became even stronger once I saw my name listed in the Virginia birth index. But upon my adoption, my original birth certificate was sealed away, never to be available to me. Or so I thought…
For some reason at that time, a crazy idea popped up in my head. (This is not uncommon, just ask my husband!) I wanted to put on my wedding dress and dance with my Dad.
If I wasn’t adoptedin her arms I would stay.But she was young without helpso I was given away. If I … Continue Reading If I Wasn’t Adopted
I’ve been witness to many conversations where a woman expresses her desire to be a mother but she will not … Continue Reading Just Adopt
As much as I wondered about my parents as a child, I may have wondered that much more about whether … Continue Reading Oldest of 5
As I recently celebrated my birthday, I was reflecting on the many wonderful birthdays that I’ve had throughout my life. … Continue Reading The One Thing
Pouring your heart out for all to read puts you in a very vulnerable place. Especially as an adoptee who … Continue Reading Worth It
The day an adoption is finalized is typically thought of by many as a wonderful celebration of family, of love, … Continue Reading Severed