Yep, just like always

*** EDIT: I haven't been on my blog since 2010 or 2011. I forgot all about it. This post along with three others (that really only had about four words in them each) were sitting in my draft box. This one was basically done and I just wrote "problem" to finish it. I wrote it August 28th of 2010. I figured that I had put a lot of thought into it, so I might as well post it.




This writing every day just doesn't work for me. I tried, but alas, it only lasted a few days.

So much has gone on that I feel I need to write about it, but it's been so hard to put it all into words. I miss my #1. I can't stop thinking about her. I can't stop thinking I put her through things she didn't need to go through because of my lack of knowledge. That I believed I was doing the noble thing, that it wouldn't affect her and she'd love the fact that I gave her a place that had lots of things instead of letting her be a part of her biology.

That things that may seem normal to her, are normal to us, but may not be normal to her afamily.

Hearing and reading about/from adult adoptees breaks my heart because that pain didn't have to be there if someone had taken their moms aside and said "you don't have to do this...single moms are not bad"

It is true that adoption is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.