During some seasons in a birth parent’s life, holiday joy comes with holiday drama and trauma. I  remember.  One minute I would be caught up in singing holiday carols and being merry and bright and the next I was lost in thoughts about the life I thought I was supposed to live and wonder what my…

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The Choice Our lives irrevocably changed 4 years ago. Not just ours, but theirs also. A choice made out of pure love resulted in a new family. Sadly along with the happiness came sorrow and grief. For every example of their love is an equal example of loss. We have it more fortunate than some…

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Several weeks ago I saw a post from a forum that was educating its members on open adoption. I’ve read a lot of painful stuff on the internet over the years but this one hit hard.  THIS one overwhelmed me with the horrific reminder that there is still so much work to be done in…

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It’s time for the kids to go back to school. Everyone is seeing lots and lots of photos on their social media. Including birth mothers.   A birth mother is continually faced with daily reminders of the child she placed and the milestones that are taking place.   Back to School is yet another one…

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The Letter, Fate and a New Beginning – Final Chapter 10 After I placed my son for adoption, I asked my social worker if I could write him a letter so that when he was older he would know I loved him dearly and placed him out of love. We didn’t have printers in our…

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Adjusting to the Convent:  Food Shopping, Sweet 16 and C-Section.  Chapter 8   The days were exceedingly long. Week after week, I would sit before the social worker with a confident smirk insisting that I would be able to find a good job and an apartment to raise my child in as a single mom.…

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Robberies, Jail, and Cancellations     I can still hear the revving of the moped engine that popped down Ocean Avenue on that night, in early February.   I was 5 months pregnant, my wedding was in about a week and life seemed to have settled into a routine.   I had been waiting for hours.…

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