My boyfriend Scott and I had a baby at 15, and he was given up for adoption. Then Scott passed away, shortly after we gave him up. My thoughts as to each child having a Angel.
I am not a parent. I am the daughter of three. My mom, my dad and my birth mom. This poem comes from a fourteen year olds’ point of view on my Birth mom.
Poem to adoptive son who left adoptive family.
This was a poem that became a song – “Arms of Love” and it celebrates the love and generosity of adoption. I was adopted at birth and then found my birth mother when I was 21 years old!
A newborn baby looking at its Birthmother.
This small entry is more specifically a header for a letter that we are sending to the adoptive parents.
This is an overview of some of the thoughts that crowd my mind while I wait for our daughter to turn 18 and hopefully seek us out.
A letter written by a mother to her newly adopted son.
A Letter to my adopted foster daughter.
My husband and I almost gave up our son for adoption. This essay is the critical struggle for what is right in life.