Dealing with Feeling All Alone
I was the child who climbed up into the cradle of tree branches with a book, a pen and my journal and observed the world from a safe distance. Maybe it’s time to come down and tell people what I saw.
Adoptee Life
My experiences as an adoptee who searched for and found my birth family and general information about adoptee rights and stories.
Living Happily Ever After
What is it about swans?
They make me think of fairy tales
And magic
And the ugly duckling
who discovers he’s a swan
Thinking About My Dad at Thanksgiving
It’s been five years now since my birth father died. There are many times when he seems so, not gone. Times when I think about calling him — after I’ve run across his phone number or email address, still saved in my contacts. I can see and hear him as clear as if I’d just…
The Woman Who Was and Will Be
On Tuesday, I received in the mail some photos that my ex sent me. They must have gotten mixed with his things when he left me over three years ago. There were photos of the first meeting with my birth sister, my first meeting with my birth brother (also given up for adoption), my birth…
Bisbee… a Place to Dream
“The Soul cannot be held back by any imaginary boundary drawn against it; not by mountain ranges, not by rivers, nor by human scorn. The Soul, goes everywhere, like an old woman in her right mind, going anywhere she wishes, saying whatever she wants, bending to mend whatever is within her reach. Wherever she goes,…
A Good Catholic Girl
While I was in Tucson, Steve and I went to visit Mission San Xavier. Since 1797, when the church was completed, the building has been damaged by earthquake, lightning, water, and general wear and tear. Restoration is a continuous project. Whenever I visit churches with the more traditional Catholic look of candles and statues, I…