When “No Names” Isn’t Enough
By Dr. Adam AnthonyAuthor’s Note: I wrote this piece from a place of healing and purpose — to honor the complexity of adoption, faith, and storytelling. Every adoptee’s story is sacred. Every family’s story is…
By Dr. Adam AnthonyAuthor’s Note: I wrote this piece from a place of healing and purpose — to honor the complexity of adoption, faith, and storytelling. Every adoptee’s story is sacred. Every family’s story is…
By Taya ReedWhen Cher sings, “If I Could Turn Back Time,” the lyrics stir something deep in me. As an adoptee, those words often carry layers of longing, grief, and regret. I’ve felt this in…
By Cindy ShultzIn my mid-twenties, I was raising two children by myself while caring for my mother, whose ever-changing mental health needs kept me on notice. I began seeing someone twelve years older than me.…
By Dr. Liz DeBetta As adoptees, many of us live with a kind of void that is hard to describe. It’s the space where answers should be but aren’t, where family history should connect but doesn’t,…
by Kathleen Shea KirsteinIt’s a warm summer day in August. I’m sitting on my deck, my morning coffee in hand. I am hoping the deer come to visit. It will be a nice distraction from…
By K E Garland To my birth father’s family, I know I don’t belong. You don’t have to go out of your way to position me as an outsider. I’ve lived on the edges of society’s…
By Sherrill Elizondo I see myself as a young child, as though I’m viewing a scene in a movie about someone else. I walk into our living room and see a woman in a 1950s…
by Dani Joy I didn’t go looking for the truth about adoption.I wasn’t bitter, angry or regretful. I had spent the last decade clinging determinedly to the belief that it was ‘God’s will’ that my son…
By Janice Jones(Author of Dr. Beare’s Daughter: Growing Up Adopted, Adored, and Afraid) I was four-and-a-half months old in 1947 when I was adopted by Ralph and Lou Beare of Celina, Ohio. My new father…
by Kathleen KirsteinI am a late-discovery adoptee. I learned I was adopted at age forty-nine when I couldn’t get a passport because, on the application, I couldn’t explain why my birth certificate had been filed…