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Rethinking Baby Picture Assignments

 by Max Weinberg, PhD  A common activity that educators ask students to partake in is bringing baby pictures of themselves when they are commemorating a transition in life (usually a graduation). Parents/caregivers often have to bear… 

The Big Empty (But Don’t Talk About It)

by Hannah Andrews​This month’s blog and support group theme is “Disenfranchised Grief and Ambiguous Loss.” It’s been sparking conversations across all our constellation groups, but I’ve had a hard time writing this blog. It’s three… 

I Should Have Known Him All My Life

by Beth SteuryIn less than thirty minutes, our plane will touch down in Hawaii. Not only have my husband and I never experienced the vacation-paradise beauty of the Hawaiian Islands, we’ve also never met the… 

Language Barrier

by Kimberly A. BehanLike a tornado, I swept back into my birth family’s life. It was only after the dust settled again, that I wondered if this was the right decision. I thought I was… 

Mother and Child Reunion: A Remix

by Hannah AndrewsThe song played like a sad trombone in my brain. I sat, nibbling sushi, drinking a giant Diet Coke, and flipping through photographs in a mother-son memory book with my newly found fully… 

Diametrical Daddies

By Hannah AndrewsI have two fathers. I also have zero fathers. I’ve only known one of my fathers, at least, consciously. Maybe some cute guitar-playing dude sang songs to me while I bounced about inside… 

Matryoshka: The I of Me

By Rebecca CohenThree years ago, I declared myself my own mother. Nobody else had mothered me and it didn’t look like anybody was going to. The horde of clamoring children inside me needed somebody. I… 

Rainbows and Unicorns

by Leslie FergusonAs a kid, I would’ve loved to see one. Hell, I’d still love to see one. But unicorns aren’t real, so I wish for more practical things like reverse aging and zero-calorie cookies.… 

Double Mother-less Day

by Hannah AndrewsBoth of my mothers are dead. My first mother died in 2009.My adoptive mother died in 2017. To further complicate things, that is not the order in which I experienced it. I never…