Times are changing but history shows it's nothing new.

  Journal entry 12-22-2021 This past week I responded to a post from a mother looking for her son. I don’t know what drew me to this particular post, because I see so many that I can’t respond to because of time restraints. I sometimes feel like I am able to detect when there is a great need for healing and a story to be told but in truth, all stories need telling and I am here to help create the ending. In 1986 a 14-year-old girl gets pregnant. She is trying to decide whether or not to keep the baby and makes a list of the pros and cons. The only pro for keeping the baby is for her emotional needs. Knowing she is unable to provide for the other needs and with the support of her own family, she decided what was best for the baby. She put the list in a box. The pregnancy advances and the girl has seen advertisements for a fancy place in texas that will provide all the needs for her son. The Gladney Home or Edna Gladney. She enrolls and places the advertisement in the box. Upon her ...

  Journal entry 9/20/2021 Every now and then I get a case that changes my thinking and puts me right in track with the divine intervention and the God of my youth. With so many political posts and division on my timeline I often find myself jaded by meme's and posts of people needing help, disengaging from clients. I try to stay in the middle and post very little about beliefs and what I consider values and post more of my cute little grandchild and all her many faces. This is one of those moments when I cannot deny God's hand in a situation. I responded to a post on a message board from a young man looking for his biological family. He knew nothing except his mother was very young. He was convinced that "when you find her I know she is going to have the bluest eyes I have ever seen, because my son has them." Usually an adoptee has ideas on what they think their parent will look like. They are usually correct! This adoption was handled in a closed state and the...