Ok, time to fess up. I am one sick puppy.

I am not doing the things I so grandly planned when I began blogging here just yet. I also came down with some weird, viral thingy the same day I started that just will NOT let go of me. I am totally miserable!

So I have been stuck here on my couch attempting to muddle through this first week in a new year. I have put out a few posts that I thought were pretty decent. Some folks wanted to take issue with a few things I had to say. Their issue, not mine. I have not been in the mood or had the strength to give anyone a real tussle, but usually trust me I could. I prefer to be polite by the way. I am hoping that soon I will be back to normal and I can do a better job of what I originally set out to do. Speaking about the things I have experienced through adoption.

I will not claim to be an adoption expert, a lot of those who do seem to be stuck in their own concept of things and not open to anything different. I will however talk about my journey, which is unique to ME. I have had many adoption related relationships throughout my 40+ years in the world, so I have some varied perspectives. I am not “just” an adoptive mom. I am a birthfamily member, an adoptive sibling, the daughter of an adoptee, close friend to more than one birthmom, and so much more. I don’t want to be defined by one aspect of my experience any more than anyone else would. Or condemned for it for that matter.

I would like to share the things I have learned something from, been encouraged by, or just plain question the purpose of while I’m here. That’s how I’ll present it too, sharing my perspective. You don’t have to agree but try to be respectful of it and I will you. I am just looking through my own personal lens at a vast and emotional subject. I would really like to share something to help others who are where I have already been.

Everyone who has a connection to adoption has something in common and at the same time something so different by way of their own unique situation that it can tend to put people at odds, if you let it. I don’t want to let it. As much as I have been through, I am still smart enough to know that I have a lot yet to learn.

Bare with me a bit here. I am taking my vitamins, my cold and flu meds, and even a little chicken soup (ok I hate chicken soup so forget that). I hope to be back to my old self soon. When I am, I will have a ton of things to say! Maybe some of them will even be clever and resourceful.

I have hope at least.