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Dumb Letters…and Cookies
I sent this year's dumb letter in the mail yesterday. It was probably the lamest dumb letter I’ve written them, especially compared to last year’s emotional keening about Summer’s Middle Eastern roots and the fears I have for her in Trump’s Muslim-hating America. I should have known better than to get emotional – they didn’t… Continue reading Dumb Letters…and Cookies
In It: Feeling Adoption Loss at Christmastime
I’m in it right now. It’s not words – there aren’t even words to describe it or personify it or explain it, really. But words are all I have for expression, so I’ll try. I feel flat: without shape or depth. I feel numb: without feeling or heart. I feel empty: without substance or worth.… Continue reading In It: Feeling Adoption Loss at Christmastime
The Thousand Words of a Picture
We've all heard it: a picture says a thousand words. But what are those words? It's easy to assume that those words are the thoughts you have about the picture, but that's not the case. Everyone who looks at a picture will imbue it with their personal views, their experiences, their biases, their emotions. The… Continue reading The Thousand Words of a Picture
Regret
My regrets come from clarity in hindsight. And they are numerous.
To Keep Her Safe
They say hindsight is 20/20, and in this case, that is absolutely true.
Moriarty
We had no idea our family was incomplete until we met him...
The Mother I Didn’t Deserve
She’s the worst person I’ve ever had the misfortune of knowing. I wish I was exaggerating.
My Story is Rooted in Adoption
Every member of the triad tells a completely different story. My siblings and I have vastly different stories. The story of my biological mother is night-and-day-different from my story of being a birthmother. I've never met an adoptee nor a birthmother with the same story as me.
Letters by the Dumb, Written for Deaf Eyes
This is what it is to be a birthmother: to love someone who doesn't even know you exist.
