Here’s the thing… Now when I start a post with “here’s the thing” you know I’m about to say something I’ve been thinking about for a while. Here’s the thing. There are going to be times in your life that you make decisions that seem wildly inappropriate or obscenely stupid. They won’t … Continue reading Of Miracles and Men.
I was driving the baby to day care this morning. The drive from EJ to Boyne was beautiful this morning with the fog and mist laying low among the trees. The world was filtered with a blue-ash haze that always reminds me of mornings on Walloon that I took for granted my whole life. The … Continue reading Storms and Swords
There has been a slow realization washing over me the last few months. In January I paused my counseling for awhile due to external circumstances. I needed to focus on another part of my life for awhile, but have made it a point to purposefully continue healing and processing. It's taken me four months... no … Continue reading
We quit church. We didn't set out to quit church. It just sort of happened. We've done it before and we take some time and we try again. But through no fault of anyone's we always find ourselves here. Maybe it's summer's fault. It started because our marriage got wounded and that wound exposed already … Continue reading Take me to Church
Just how deep does an adoptee's need to justify their existence in the world run? Well. I am currently putting off writing a book to spend over $20,000 a degree that will justify my writing that book. There is not a day that goes by that I don't question my very "being here." There are … Continue reading PHD of Existence
I am supposed to be writing a paper on Erikson, Human Development and how it impacts me. Instead the prompts for my paper have me introspecting. Looking at Erikson's stages and which side of the word "verses" I came out on has me digging up pre-natal wounds I was unable to express and came out … Continue reading Rejected verses Chosen
I absolutely don't think I need to explain to adoptees how Mother's Day is a shit show of emotions. Excuse my language... No. Don't. It's a shit show or emotions, baggage, and it's downright a trigger day for all of us. It's a double edged sword. On one hand, many of us have a wonderful … Continue reading Mother’s Day: If it’s not yours, don’t touch it!