Update: Birth Family Edition

Thank you to everyone who has been following along this time of discovery. Ever since receiving my original birth certificate in August, I’ve been on quite the journey. It’s all been good. I’m quite sure I have not  processed it all yet. And it is not only my story, so bear with me if the…

Me and My Saints

I came across this quote on Facebook this morning and realized how much differently I am experiencing All Saints Day this year. I remain grateful for the saints I’ve always been thankful for– my grandparents Clarence and Grace, Ruth and Torkel, my aunt Jo, my uncle Len, and so many more. I was adopted into…

Sanctity of the Wedding Mill

Donald and Lynn Knapp are licensed ministers in the International Church of the Foursquare Gospel. Which is great and all. They also own a wedding business in City of Coeur D’Alene that illustrates how sacred marriage is by removing it from the church and putting it in a for-profit business called “The Hitching Post”. They…

Brave New World

Miranda: O wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world That has such people in’t! Prospero: ‘Tis new to thee. William Shakespeare’s, The Tempest Act 5, scene 1 As an adopted child, I’ve grown up with traits that belonged only to me. If I looked like my…

Finding My Face

Here’s an update on my search for my birth parents. (To read the previous posts about the search, read here and here and here.) First, let me start by saying thank you. As I’ve gone down this rabbit hole of a search, your support and presence in my life, (whether in person, over the phone,…

Who Are You

I got in the car Wednesday and the song “Who Are You” by the Who was on the radio. Normally, that wouldn’t be a big deal. Turns out, that day it was the soundtrack for my existential crisis. I burst into tears. As you may have read earlier (here and here) I have been searching…

Advice

We just packed up the car and moved our son into his college dorm room. It went better than any of us probably expected. (Translation–I did not weep, wail, or cause a scene at any point, traumatized by my sweet little baby moving out of my daily life and home). Is our house way too…

Sabbath

Our church changed our monthly worship ‘rhythm’ this summer. Once a month, we worship Saturday at 5 pm and then take Sunday as an intentional day of sabbath rest. On the Sunday when we don’t worship, people are invited to be intentional about how they spend their “day off”. It is not another day to…

Resemblance

Still no update on any news from my birth family. (You can read the earlier story about it here.)Not too surprised, I guess. If she hadn’t decided to find me in 45 years, what’s a few weeks? I’ll play the long game on this. And, in general, I’m doing okay with this waiting game. I…