Sunday, March 31, 2013
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Friday, March 29, 2013
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Friday, March 15, 2013
Thursday, March 14, 2013
As hard as I try I can’t remember what I was doing on September 29, 1981. It was just another day for me. I wonder now that if on that day maybe I felt something when Dorothy died. Did I have a premonition that something I was not conscious of was happening? Maybe I had a twinge of pain or a sudden unexplainable sadness. Maybe I had an uneasy feeling all day long, and having not known my Mother or knew she was dying I couldn’t figure out why I was feeling uneasy. I have tried to figure out where I was on this day, I just can't remember that specific day in my life. I would like to believe that on that day I felt something that I could not explain.
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Monday, March 11, 2013
The pages of your past cannot be rewritten,
The Lord says, "Forget what happened before, and do not think about the past.
Look at the new thing I am going to do. It is already happening. Don't you see it?
I will make a road in the desert and rivers in the dry land.Isaiah 43:18-19
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Saturday, March 9, 2013
My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think that I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road though I may know nothing about it. Therefore will I trust you always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for you are ever with me, and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.
Friday, March 8, 2013
Thursday, March 7, 2013
One - you do not remember, the other you call mother.
Two different lives shaped to make yours,
One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.
The first gave you life, and the second taught you to live in it.
The first gave you a need for love and the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality; the other gave you a name.
One gave you the seed of talent; the other gave you an aim.
One gave you emotions; the other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile; the other dried your tears.
One gave you up - that's all she could do.
The other prayed for a child and God led her straight to you.
Now you ask through all your tears the age-old question through the years;
Heredity or environment - which are you a product of?
Neither, my darling - neither - just two different kinds of love.
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
I was born on January 21, 1962 at Firmin Desloge Hospital in St. Louis, Missouri. And there most stories would begin. However, my life began the day I was adopted, March 7, 1962. I never knew anything about my life those 45 days between birth and adoption. I had a wonderful childhood. I grew up in a faith filled home surrounded by two very loving parents. I was told I was adopted since I was brought home from Catholic Charities. I don’t think I understood what it meant to be adopted, what it really meant, until much later in life.
I will be posting to this blog as a kind of therapy for me and I hope that other adoptees, birth mothers, adoptive parents will comment to my posts in hopes to understand and grow together in our understanding of this triad of love. In a city the size of St. Louis there are no support groups for the adopted person. I intend for this blog to be a support group. I hope those who stop by will help achieve this.