These quarantine months for me have been slow, filled with quiet, sprinkled with fear. I make no plans because what even is a plan when no reliable future can be predicted? This is a new way of living, turned inward, simplified. We are changing without meaning to. We are noticing small things, and we are … Continue reading These Days
This past month, I finally got around to reading Wake Up Little Susie by Rickie Solinger, a book that has been highly recommended in the adoption community. The book’s focus, though, isn’t adoption, but rather the ways in which unmarried pregnant women and girls were dealt with in the United States between 1945 and 1965. … Continue reading Thoughts on Wake Up Little Susie by Rickie Solinger
Women whom I’m friends with on Facebook post photos of other women dressed in vagina costumes at the Women’s March. So embarrasing! A disgrace! How to explain this to their daughters? * * * My girl only recently learned how babies are conceived. We call our body parts by their anatomical names—breasts, uterus, vagina. We … Continue reading Anatomy of Power
The past ten days have been rough. I have never before cried because of an election result, but I have cried multiple times since Hillary Clinton conceded. My body aches from the stress it is now holding. It has been a very long time since I physically held this much stress, and I know how … Continue reading Election Aftermath
Transracial adoptee Angela Tucker recently penned an insightful, thought provoking blog post over at Lost Daughters, in which she dissects the experience of being told after a speaking engagement that she was the “Whitest Black person” an attendee knew. She says she hears this sort of thing often, and that she tries to give people … Continue reading Do You See What I See?