Even though I was adopted in 1966, I had not heard the phrase “adoptee trauma” until five days ago...
I had a friend when I was in elementary school that I was close to, or as close as I would let...
Earlier this year, I heard the words “adoptee” and “adoptee trauma” for the first time. It’s...
Some things are harder to write about than others. Writing about my brother is one of those...
I used to have a very strong opinion about the definition of a parent. I would argue that a...
I’ve known I was adopted for as long as I can remember. My parents told me that being adopted...
When I was 49 my body couldn’t take it anymore. It broke. I broke. I had been...
Even though I was adopted in 1966, I had not heard the phrase “adoptee trauma” until five days ago...
I have not written in at least three months or longer. Time is elusive to me. I can’t...
I want to be able to drive but I can’t because I’ve lost too much of my eyesight. I had to stop...
I wrote this a few months ago when I was having a really bad day. I think both adoptees and those...
For One Who Is Exhausted: A BlessingBy John O’Donohue When the rhythm of the heart becomes...