How quick research led me to a family that I had waited thirty-eight years to find!

I started developing my own thoughts about my own story of how I arrived at my parents house.

I thought my childhood home would mean more space during the pandemic. What it meant was a space that belonged to my parents and a space that didn't feel like mine anymore.

Sitting alone in a hotel room during the pandemic, and someone finally asked the million dollar question, that I was very surprised to hear myself answer.

The unspoken feelings that many adoptees have about the feeling of grief around holidays, milestones, and the sense of home, and what you can do to start that conversation early.

The results of adoptees spending their whole lives scanning for familiar faces while also trying to hide in plain sight.