Empty Arms, Broken Heart

     Yesterday I went to the orientation session at the adoption/foster care agency (it’s called CHOR). I was buzzed in the front door by a ...

I feel am a mother, though my children you cannot see I have a special mother’s heart that beats inside of me Hard and long I’ve struggled...

 Friday I was finally able to speak with Consuelo, from the adoption agency. She answered my questions regarding the paperwork and the orien...

     It’s the little things that get me; the small occurrences that sometimes cut me to the bone and leave me aching, longing, hurting. Last...

     So, yesterday I told my parents that Flaco and I are going to adopt. They were supportive of this decision. My mother’s initial respons...

     I feel very much like there are two people who have decided on an uneasy  co-habitation within my heart and brain. As I struggle to fil...

I have been experiencing some technical difficulties with my blog lately. Wednesday night I typed up a new entry and when I tried to post it...