Author: Adoptee

Nothing good can come from secrecy and deception. I was adopted over fifty years ago and the closed adoption deception that was common in those days affects me still. Those untouched by adoption may wonder how an experience that happened so long ago, when I was an infant, still affects me today. Sometimes I have wondered that myself.

In pulling together what I want to say in my memoir, I have been wading through reams of documents, papers, photographs, and letters over the past couple of years. Recently I came across this letter that I had written (but not mailed) to Betty Jean Lifton after I read Lost and Found twenty-six years ago.

Recently I had the honor and privilege of compiling a set of discussion questions to be included in the new edition of Kim Richardson's memoir The Unbreakable Child due out in October of this year.  I first read Kim's story last year and reviewed the first edition for Story Circle Book Reviews; my second reading of her book was no

In 1959 Mother's Day was celebrated on May 10.  I was 3 1/2 months old and had been admitted to hospital two days earlier for tests on my kidneys, bladder and stomach due to concerns about celiac disease.  I would remain in hospital for almost a month and, two days after my release, I was placed on probationary

We are starting one of those teaming activities at work and we are all being represented by a bobble-headed figure.  Everyone voted on the bobble-head most representative of the other team members and I ended up with a classy looking representation of The Invisible Woman. Those folks don't know how accurate their representation of me really is; I had to smile

My husband and I just returned from vacationing in Canada.  We visited with our children and grandchildren, and then took a road trip to Saskatchewan.  I grew up in Saskatchewan and was excited to return to the place I have called "home" for most of my life! One day we travelled to the small hamlet

Recently I had the pleasure of meeting Judy M. Miller, also known as The International Mom.  Judy is a freelance writer and teacher focusing on parenting and adoption, but more importantly she is a mom to four beautiful children.  You don't have to spend too much time with Judy to understand the depth of her love

I was adopted as an infant in 1959 in a closed adoption.  The standard practice back then was to match the baby, as much as possible, with they physical characteristics of the adoptive parents.  The fact that I was adopted was not freely talked about outside of our family and so it wasn't uncommon for