Sometimes I want to come outside of this broken down little home I've made on the far side of Adoptionland, this house I've barricaded myself into so no one can get in, and more importantly, so my uncontrolled rage can't get out and do anymore harm.
I told myself I wouldn't cry. I didn't want to scare her. I didn't want her to think this stranger was emotionally unstable. Then I worried if I didn't let myself cry she'd think maybe I was emotionally inept. I changed my shirt 3 times. I was about to change it a fourth time when … Continue reading The Promise
As my relinquished daughter gets older it's become more difficult to keep up with personal updates in regards to my adoption story. The older she gets, the more I realize that it isn't just my story to tell and I have become conflicted about just what to share and what to keep private. I see … Continue reading The Adoption Rollercoaster: Reunion?
Well, all I can say is "that was fast." About a week ago I blogged about some of my family's secrets. Hidden in the blog post was a quip about my mother's biological "half" brother that was out there somewhere. We had no last name, no exact birth date, no connection (on paper) to her … Continue reading Lost, Then Found.