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That Would Be Enough

I met my birth mother this weekend. (Here is the first post about it.)

It is difficult to know what to share here. She remains a very private person, and it is not my role to tell her story. 276 more words

Reflection

Wide Open Horizon

Yesterday I drove to Reno.

There’s a whole lot of empty miles on that drive, which was good. Because I needed that much open space to process the journey. 532 more words

Reflection

Dear Adoption, Do You Still Think You Own Me?

Dear Adoption, Do You Still Think You Own Me?

I am the faceless girl—the head-banger from crib 22, biting her own wrists for hours on end, as she sat in a diaper overloaded with day-old shit. 1,105 more words

Adoptee

Dear Adoption, You Aren't Always Right

Dear Adoption, You Aren’t Always Right

Growing up, my adoption issues lived mostly in the confines of my own head. I was adopted domestically so most people had no clue my parents, siblings and I didn’t have the same genes. 1,011 more words

Adoptee

The Long Journey.

I was fourteen the first time I remember wondering who my birth parents were. I’d always known I was adopted. It hadn’t ever really clicked for me as a younger child that being adopted meant I had another family out there somewhere. 693 more words

Personal

Setting Privileges

In ONE week at work, yes in one week, I heard comments that would make my jaw drop and leave me stumped for words.  Some comments were directly against the Ethics Code of Conduct.   1,113 more words

Adoption

Sisters

We were sitting at the table having lunch today when little miss asked “where’s my sister?”. I was completely thrown. Such a straight forward and simple question for many to answer but not when your child is adopted. 329 more words

Adoption