"People often ask if the grief ever ends. I don't feel the acute, sharp-edged pain I once did. Does that mean I've 'processed' it? Maybe. But I’ve learned that grief is a tide; it recedes, but it never truly leaves the shore."
Read moreAs has happened many times before, I’ve agonized about whether to post anything for Mother’s Day. But since I had to work this morning, and Tom’s on duty this evening, I’m sitting here with a chest full of pent-up frustration and complicated grief. After I relinquished my son, I avoided...
Read moreThis past July, Minnesota’s Governor Tim Walz signed the Open Record Law for Adoptees. This spurred me to request a copy of Michael’s original birth certificate, which I was never given. I have been processing my feelings since opening the envelope and seeing his original name beside mine. Here was proof...
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About three months ago, my website host dropped me and deleted my website. No warning. Poof. Gone. Did I have a backup? I thought I did. Thoughts are not reality, though. Yes, I called and begged and pleaded, and finally, after about a month of denial, I shrugged off the Read more