Adoption and Suicide

No one wants to talk about suicide.  But NO one wants to talk about adoption and suicide.  Because, as Judith Modell writes in her book A Sealed and Secret Kinship: the culture of Policies and Practices in American Adoption (2002),  “Adoption is a benign, pleasurable and apparently uneventful event–except to those who are involved.”   I’ve heard […]

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Bitterroot – Interview by Deborah Kalb

Last September I spoke with author, editor and blogger, Deborah Kalb.  It was the first interview I had done regarding the writing of Bitterroot: A Salish Memoir of Transracial Adoption, and it was eye-opening for me.  I’d finished writing the book, but I had not spent a lot of time reflecting on it; after three years […]

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Aftermath

Prior to 2013 I was considered, by some, to be an anti-adoption activist, specifically with regard to American Indian child adoption.  And there was good reason: I wrote fiercely about adoption as an aspect of historic trauma.  I vehemently questioned the moral role of legislation in determining and defining the legitimacy of a family, a […]

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Tightrope

Being a transracial adoptee is to walk a tightrope that connects history to the present, all the while realizing that the time-space compression is colliding with such violent force as to make that crossing dark and perilous and sometimes people die…

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A Flight of Omniscient Memories

I am sitting in Missoula, Montana, at the Doubletree Inn, a beautiful hotel on the banks of the Clark Fork River.  It used to be the Red Lion.  I remember driving across the bridge to the east, the wooden one whose iron archways hold it in place, I tell the waitress who looks at it […]

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Adoption as Privilege: A Reply to the Vitriol

The rant. Angry words splashed onto a virtual page. Nonsensical. “Adoption is child trafficking! It should never happen under any circumstance!” Where does this person live that they can make this statement with such venom, with such determined and righteous force? It sounds like privilege. *** My mom lay dying.  Is this your ‘real’ mom […]

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Indian Summer

Autumn is my favorite season.  The chill in the air has once more arrived, almost without notice, taking me by surprise, as if I thought the dog days of August and early September would go on forever.  But I have to admit, the surprise is a pleasant one; I can wear my sweaters, make butternut […]

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