November 2006

Small Splash, Big Meaning

It’s not at all like Madonna’s adoption story. They aren’t talking about this on Oprah, or every news media outlet, but even with just a small almost silent plop in the pond, “Birth Mother Entitled to Visitation with Child Given Up for Adoption” Posted on November 21, 2006 by Daniel Clement has the ability to sure make some waves. It’s not going to hit the big media. Don’t look for…


Public Falout over the Evan B. Donaldson Adoption Institute report

Last Sunday, with great media attention, the Evan B. Donaldson Adoption Institute issued a comprehensive report regarding past and current domestic infant adoption practices in the US. Appropriately named “Safe Guarding the Rights and Well-Being of Birthparents in Adoption Practices”, the release of the report was picked up by Associated Press, and hit paper media such as the Washington Post and the New York Times. Essentially what the Donald Institute…


Pumpkin Eras, Spinach Cans and Being Understood.

I refused to go crazy this Thanksgiving. I usually make a million things, even if we are going to someone else’ house as I must have :my: stuff. Thanksgiving is intricately tied into to cooking rituals with my mom and making her food, her recipes, form her handwritten cookbook as I have my whole life…well i really like it. Since every years is so the same..I can pretend, in my…


The Donaldson Report..

Is out and making the news in a very big way. Read it yourself here It is saying all thie things that we have been saying and what is nice, is that people are listening. Or at least some. They are not listening here. Be warned, boatloads of morons are spewing hate filled crap on an unheard of basis. It could almost be funny, but it’s not. We have the…


In the Midst…mist…fog

Not a full on wallow, but days of normal with just flashes of internal emotional angst. Welcome to my November. It’ so weird how it hits. And is always so different. You just never know what to expect really. Like Max’s birthday itself..that was Tuesday. Actually, Monday on my way to work I thought about how, 19 years earlier, I was, on that day going to the supermarket and picking…