By paying $2.99 to a slightly shady "Find-A-Person" website, I got her married name and all of her previous addresses. I found her Facebook profile in seconds.
Older child adoption is often portrayed as living a real life horror story. But adopting a 9-year-old five years ago is my greatest accomplishment in life.
How I lived through one of the most tragic experiences a woman can face.
My burden following my husband’s death was knowing that I was a terrible caregiver and a bad person.
By the age of 20, I had lived with almost 30 girls, who each stayed for various lengths of time, generally not less than six weeks.
I chose to tell my son about my abortion because I wanted him to know that despite what he may hear in the media, church, from politicians in our incredibly conservative Southern state in which we live, that abortion isn’t a bad word.