Dear Adoption, There is Always Something Missing
I am Colombian.
I am Swedish.
I am almost American.
I can’t say that I’m Colombian without an explanation. 520 more words
1 week, 1 day ago
Today is Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Day, a national day of service. It’s wonderful that something so beneficial was born out of what was originally just another day off from work and school. 363 more words
Hope changes everything. What a powerful and true statement. Hope changes everything, because when you have hope you have a better attitude. That’s really what that means. 452 more words
1 week, 5 days ago
I have been thinking a lot (my husband would be scared!) about how we weave the fabric of our lives. Throughout my life, I have considered my closest friends an extension of my family. 497 more words
2 weeks, 2 days ago
To an adoptee, a name can be priceless. I just said to my husband, “all I want is a name – my birth mother’s name or even my birth father’s name.” A name. 420 more words
2 weeks, 3 days ago
I woke today to snow lightly and steadily falling outside. The world seems quieter because of it. The quiet is reflection and thinking time for me. 548 more words
2 weeks, 5 days ago
William Stafford’s poem, “The Way it is”, is my companion on this first day of a new year.
The Way It Is
There’s a thread you follow. 876 more words
3 weeks, 1 day ago