About This Blog

I am the mom of four spectacular children, and the wife of one very awesome and supportive husband, I am terribly sarcastic but in a truly loving way. I drive a 1967 cherry red Mustang convertible cleverly disguised as a cheerio infested mini van. It sports a cool bumper sticker that reads ” Adoptees deserve their ORIGINAL birth certificates.

I used an intermediary service to locate my birth family five years ago. My birth mother and siblings have chosen no contact although I do have sporadic interaction with my sister. I do not know the identity of my birth father.

My adoptive parents have been completely supportive regarding my search. They understand my need to know. They also understand that knowing my identity is my right. I wish all adoptees were as lucky in this regard. It saddens me that there are still adoptive parents out there who view searching as threatening or in some way a poor reflection on them as parents. Nothing could be farther from the truth. I believe all adoptees deserve the love and support of their parents if and when they decide to search.

Adoption for me has been both a blessing and a curse. I am here to make some sense of which parts are which. To heal what needs healing. The symptoms are such that honestly I am not entirely sure if I have adoptee anxiety or mad cow disease but either way it’s an issue.

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miasev@comcast.net