I understand that in your mind these words make you feel less than, or that somehow your family isn't a family because it wasn't built on blood. That's not what you believe, but that's how you feel other people think.
Tag: parenting
Not Knowing.
It's called compartmentalization, and I became pretty good at it. I was able to separate my home life and life at basic. At least while we were busy.
Judgment Day.
It’s emotional and wonderful, but it’s not different. Not yet.
And Again.
The next day she arrived. The all too familiar knots in my stomach were there as I waited. But something was different this time.
The Other Women.
Other women have those memories.
Try This.
My family wasn’t made like yours, but you still acknowledge that we’re a family. Thank you.
I know.
I know she doesn't need me.
Thank You.
Dear Mommy Before Me, Thank you.
That Night.
We were equipped with the essentials, but we didn’t have many clothes or toys. We had decided to wait on buying age and gender specific items until we knew who would be placed with us. Thankfully, my nephew was a year older than this curly-headed little boy and my sister-in-law brought over tons of his… Continue reading That Night.
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