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Adoption Post

I think some people are sick in the head. I read comments sometimes and I really wonder if the people are being serious. The replies on adoption articles on Facebook are always a joy to read. Isn’t it awesome to witness how different people’s opinions are? Opinions like this one – “Adoption is like abortion.…

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Another Year

Dear, I close 2016 with a period. Not a comma in hope that something additional will be added. Instead another period of ending, a finalization of an additional chapter called two thousand and sixteen. Remember when my endings started with hope. A promise that perhaps the next day would be a new day. Remember when…

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“Daddy, Do You Have Another Mommy?”

As my children grow older I find myself constantly caught off guard by the maturity and insight they have into issues I think, and may always think, are too mature for them to worry about. Growing up in the south provided a lot of core values that I later on found out aren’t shared around…

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Heartless

I was just told I was heartless on Facebook because of my post to birth moms. Someone said “when did pain become a competition?” Honestly if you have to ask that I don’t have a damn thing for you. The pain is always, always greater for the child. It is never greater for the adult…

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Finding Yourself

Finding Yourself By: Jason Chandler Cushman Written on 6/2000 The past unknown can be bore, when no knowledge is had of that which was tore. When the seal of history is cut, A piece of your heart can be seen to jut. From that wound so small, so infinite. All you knew is surely bent. Pain…

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Mothers

I never knew what a mother looked like until I saw you approach. I only knew how a mother looked like when she left your life for good. How permanent a back can seem when that back is faced towards you. What life awakens within when you realize you get a chance to begin again.…