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…

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…

 C-Sections, Hospital Stays, and a 2 Year Old Little Angel   I was 9 months pregnant and ready to have my child in just a few more weeks. I cried every day upon waking and again my tears would put me to sleep at night. As my stomach grew bigger and bigger, so did the…

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.…

Behind the Scenes- The Breakdown, More Hideaways, and Loneliness   I hopped off the short bus ready to race inside my house before anyone could see me or my fat pregnant belly. I had gotten really good at the race inside the house after school each day. I had it down to mere seconds despite…

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.…

Wedding invitations, Judges and White Castle Cheeseburgers   The decision was made. He was 17 and I was 15 and we were young, dumb and about to get married.   In order to get married at 15 one needs to go before a judge and seek his permission. So we did, I remember the furlong…