One Option Means No Choice

Hi ya'll. Last year I talked about doing an exhibit with my Silent Voices series in Macon GA in April of '16. (Yikes, it's been ...

A while ago I asked mothers of adoption loss if they would like to be included in this painting. I added their names and the birthdays of...

This post got me thinking....  am I a hero? What does a hero look like? Does it look like a woman who is pregnant, young and not at all su...

I read a blog post the other day. As Rebecca was triggered by Christine Murphy's book Taking Down the Wall , I'm triggered by Re...

Memories. A lot of them have been flooding back recently. Last month one of my Facebook friends  mentioned a folder next to the messages Inb...

As a child growing up I would hear the word Trigger and I would think of the horse that Roy Rogers rode. I had no idea that...

"Thank you for my child" This is one of those statements that makes me want to hurl. I see it all the time on adoptive parent site...

Just watched this video. It sickens me. As much as I don't want this man to have any more exposure for what he's spewing, I hav...

Fractured and broken in shades of grey. The stories are sealed, the secrets not lies. A life hidden and changed, kept in tidy box...

Over at  iAdoptee  I saw a list of blogs written by adoptive moms. I want to share this list because yesterday, in my last post I mentioned ...

I know exactly how Susie feels.... In her  recent post  she talks about the label she's given sometimes - "anti-adoption". I i...

Amanda at  The Declassified Adoptee  did another great post. Click the link to read the rest. "Saying " I support Adoptee Rights...

Today is my oldest daughter's birthday and this week marks 10 years since we reunited. You would think that after 10 years a person...

Hidden in shame, lies are told about us, by us. Gratitude for sacrifice slams the door. Our motherhoods removed  they think, ...

The discussion regarding opening the records of adoptees and giving them the same rights as every other citizen continues. I recently listen...

Grief in waves, lungs fill, water pours, breathing stops. Sitting alone in the dark, wicker creaks beneath, wine glass drips condensa...

My forearms brace, I rest my temple against the cool tiles. The memories cascade as hot water runs down my back. Off white, ecru, eggs...

This is an important post. One of the things  they  said to me was "You will continue on like nothing ever happened" and "T...

Mothers wait. The faces are blank. Year after year searching the eyes on the street wondering if her color matches, her size match...

I just read a blog post that made me smile. That's something I needed too. I've been having a hard time with the whole spirit of...