In my last blog, I talked about finding out that my daughter was facing charges for theft, probably felony theft. If prison is the cliff edge, there was a long road that led her to that edge. At many points in time there were crossroads. She could have turned off that dangerous path and […]
There is a metaphorical cliff edge that I have been trying to keep my daughter away from for 8 years now, since she was twelve years old and we realized that she was stealing…prison. I see the cliff edge looming now just up ahead. It’s an abyss; it’s dark, there are ugly sharp rocks […]
Twenty years ago this month in Seoul, Korea at the adoption center offices, I helped dress my new daughter in a soft green and white striped outfit. At 4 months old, she was embarking on a huge adjustment…leaving behind forever the foster mother who had cared for her since birth, her country, her culture, […]
At the conclusion of my last post, I made this comment…
I think babies should come with a placard that says “Remember, this baby is unique and is his/her own person, not to be confused with a clone of what you are or wish you were.”
I have been thinking about that comment and how clueless […]
I recently picked up a dear friend’s daughter at the airport and took her to the University where she has started school this Fall. I have known her since she was 3 years old. She is a wonderful combination of attractive looks tempered with fun yet modest dress, a lively curiosity and genuine love […]
Here I am beginning to blog about emotions and how to use them in a positive productive way and I have been stewing all week about my daughter. I think that is equivalent to about a C- in the Better direction. My husband said “Bitter to Better” to me twice this week. I think […]
Why write a blog about moving from Bitter to Better? Why admit online that I have been bitter?
The idea for this blog slowly developed over this past year. Beginning last summer, a realization slowly dawned on my consciousness like the first almost imperceptible rays of a sunrise lightening a nighttime sky. I realized that ever so gradually over many years of fighting for my daughter’s mental and behavioral health (see “My Story”), I had allowed emotional pain to turn me into someone who was inwardly bitter.
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