still a work in progress
It’s a curious thing, adoption. Even open adoption. Because as the biological parent, you must walk away trusting that the people you’ve chosen to be your child’s parents are the best. You read their letters, look at their pictures, possibly interview them (I didn’t have time – you can read about that here), and then walk away hoping they will be who you think they are and do the things you think they’ll do. Continue reading “When All You Can Do Is Trust”
People often ask how I chose a family for my oldest daughter. And I haven’t really shared too much about it. My honest answer would be that I chose quickly. But not without a lot of thought. Continue reading “Choose Family”
“Kiss today goodbye, the sweetness and the sorrow. Wish me luck, the same to you. But I can’t regret, what I did for love.” ~song lyric, “What I Did For Love,” A Chorus Line. I wrote those song lyrics in an album for my baby girl when she was just a few days old. Continue reading “What I Did For Love”
I really hate disappointing people. But somehow I manage to do it anyway. Getting pregnant as a teenager is probably near the top of the list of disappointments I’ve provided my family. Continue reading “Opening Up”
My oldest daughter, Zoe, was adopted twenty nine years ago. There is a lot to our story. Much too much for one blog post. Maybe even too much for a dozen blog posts. So I’ve been trying to decide how to divide it up. I will tell you that it is good. It is all good. The best really. But there are a lot of feelings associated with adoption. And I’d like to explore our feelings, Zoe’s and mine. Continue reading “Adoption Overview”
Unmastered 