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Reunions: It’s complicated

by Brad Ewell Adoption reunions, even at their very best, can be horribly complicated. This is what I tell adoptees, first parents, and adoptive parents when the topic of reunion comes up. My goal isn’t… 

Adoption, Truth, and Independence

by April Dinwoodie Eleven years ago, I sat down around the Fourth of July to write about what freedom and independence meant to me as a transracially adopted person. Looking back at that 2015 piece,… 

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Mother Love

by Laura L. Engel When I was a teenager in the 1960s, I would bluntly announce to anyone who would listen that I wasn’t going to have children. I was going to move to New… 

Mothering Ourselves

by Joanne Bagshaw, PhD, LCPC The last time I spoke with my adoptive mother was on my birthday five years ago. Surprised to see her number on my phone, I cautiously yet hopefully answered. After… 

Relinquish(ed)

by Aimee Sones For quite some time I’ve had this idea to make a neon sign that spells relinquish(ed), where the (ed) blinks on and off. As a hypervigilant adoptee, for much of my life,… 

Letting Go and Moving Forward

by Kathleen Kirstein I describe being a late-discovery adoptee as having lived my life in the grooves of a vinyl record. My hand guides the needle onto the record as it plays pitch-perfect music. Winning… 

Herstories, Histories, and Hidden Stories

  by Taya Reed   There are stories written in ink.And there are stories written in the body.I came with paperwork.A decree.A new birth certificate.A file sealed and placed somewhere official.On paper, my story looks…