An Open Letter to the Birth Father of My Adopted Son

Dear Birth Father of my adopted son, You don’t know me and you don’t know you have a son, so this letter is the equivalent of a tree falling in an uninhabited forest.  I can accept the law of physics that says the delicate ferns reclining in the shade, ripe huckleberries clustering indiscreetly, and hopeful seedlings […]

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The Time A Psychiatrist Fell Asleep While I Was Talking

  I had already told my story to four other psychiatrists in the span of 14 months, been prescribed countless medications, and dealt with numerous debilitating side effects, when I decided to try someone with a more holistic approach. “Lisa?”  She said, extending her hand. “Yes, hi.” I hoped she couldn’t feel my heart beating […]

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