Category: freedom from painful past

  • Understanding One Adoptee’s Passion

    Understanding One Adoptee’s Passion

    A fellow adoptee friend told me that many adoptees and foster kids have a ! (exclamation mark) following their name. At first, I didn’t know what she meant, but as she elaborated the meaning, Anne of Green Gables came to mind. If you’ve watched this fascinating series, you would likely agree that Anne has a…

  • Good News for the World of Adoption Via Podcast

    Good News for the World of Adoption Via Podcast

    My new podcast-20 THINGS ADOPTION-announces good news for the world of adoption! Adoptive moms and traumatized adoptees can now find freedom–adoptees from their painful past and adoptive moms from their painful self (you know, the self that reminds you you’ll never have what it takes to meet the needs of your adopted child). As an adult adoptee…

  • Dancing in My First Mother’s Shadow

    Dancing in My First Mother’s Shadow

    Almost every adoptee has a shadow following her. It’s the shadow of the First Mother. The shadow may be fleeting, fear-producing, fierce, or formidable. It all depends, for each adoptee and First Mother are unique, one of a kind. But, one thing is certain–adoptees who experience rejection from their First Mothers can dance again.

  • “I DON’T FEEL LIKE I BELONG ANYWHERE”-Online Adoptee Bible Study

    “I DON’T FEEL LIKE I BELONG ANYWHERE”-Online Adoptee Bible Study

    What name did he have in his birth family’s home? Surely it must have been a Hebrew name. But now he was to be called by another name–an Egyptian name. Little Moses felt all mixed up inside. If he were able to put his feelings into words he might have said, I don’t feel like…

  • Discovering God In the Details

    Discovering God In the Details

    And so at birth, love mingled with loss, like water and oil. This combination waged war inside me, from birth onward. Avoid abandonment at all costs and seek love no matter whom the giver. Loss sent me on a lifetime quest to find freedom from deeply-embedded fears of abandonment that warred against my ability to…