I’m overwhelmed by the kind words, enthusiasm, and support for Calcutta is My Mother and for me, personally. As difficult as this process has been, revealing myself and my story in this film is a privilege; not one I take lightly. The depth of vulnerability captured throughout the filming process was and is still painful … Continue reading On the Premiere of Calcutta is My Mother…
I turned 37 yesterday. I felt 37 yesterday. But in the best way. I felt comfortable in my own skin; in the work I'm doing, in the direction I'm heading, in my weight and appearance, with my brow game, and mostly in being in the presence of my sweet family. I feel older too. Over the … Continue reading Mothers / Birthdays
November is National Adoption Awareness Month. In anticipation, I worked hard for the past several months creating a website for adoptees, by adoptees. The idea for Dear Adoption, came to me over a year and a half ago in the middle of the night. The following morning, I called to tell my mom about it … Continue reading Dear Adoption,
Motherhood in May / Part 3 As I've thrown myself into writing my book, I've shared less and less about adoption here. I kind of hate that even though it is a necessity as I am determined to manage my book content and keep it fresh. (for all previous posts on adoption, click here) Today, however, I have a few … Continue reading I Long for Both of Mine…
I recently had the honor/pleasure/joy of presenting at this years American Adoption Congress Conference (AAC) here in Denver. Last Fall, I timidly submitted a proposal to share about the grief I've experienced as an adoptee. I was shocked to receive an email accepting my proposal the day after my moms funeral. It was wonderful news which I received … Continue reading 2016 American Adoption Congress Conference
I'm terrible about unpacking after returning from a trip. Always have been. Terrible. Embarrassingly so. I've been home from Calcutta for about 2 weeks and this is an actual snapshot of the space where my suitcase, backpack and a pile of odds and ends have come to reside; hopefully not permanently. Albeit a small glimpse of the … Continue reading Unpacking…
Currently, I am in Calcutta on the 35th anniversary of the day I left as an infant. It is a day which represents a devastating loss and a beautiful gain. On June 10th, 1980 I was lifted out of one world and transported into another. I'm processing the loss and the gain on the same ground where … Continue reading 35.
Today is the day. I'm heading back to Calcutta for the first time since I left nearly 35 years ago as an infant. I'm feeling incredibly nervous, fearful, excited, leery and thankful. I still cannot believe I'm about to embark on this journey. Having the crew here for the past few days has been really wonderful; … Continue reading Taking the L E A P . . .
Confession No. 2 (read confession no. 1 here) I once noticed the ring I had received from my late grandmother was missing from my finger. My darling husband and I searched the floor, the garbage, drawers and drains for hours. It was gone; but not forever... I later found it at the bottom of a … Continue reading Confessions of a Chubby Girl | No. 2 The Glass is Half Full
The time between now and day 1 of filming Calcutta is My Mother is dwindling and my anxiety is mounting. So often I wish I were more laid back and confident; easy going and relaxed. I certainly can be those things but in describing myself those traits wouldn't even make the top 10 list. I'm feeling eager … Continue reading 17 Hours.