Healing

Sharing the Love: A Valentine’s Day Giveaway

February 14, 2013

Love. Today is about all about love. Flowers, candy—especially chocolate (my fav!), and gifts are given as an expression of love, and friendship. Sometimes we give for other reasons as well. This Valentine’s Day, I want to give one other gift, a gift of guidance—a copy of my internationally selling What To Expect From Your […]

Read more →

It’s Not About You

October 16, 2012

I say or contemplate about this often: “It’s not about me.” This phrase embodies what I’ve come to understand, what I ponder several times a day when working with clients or parenting my kiddos. “It’s not about me,” has become a mantra of sorts, reminding me to consider my children’s needs—those that stem from having […]

Read more →

Tools: Narratives

September 13, 2012

As we are fully aware of, knowing where we come from influences the lens of how we view our futures and ourselves. So important, and yet many children who have been adopted don’t know or have access to their full story—that which preceded their adoption into their families. Many children who have been adopted arrive […]

Read more →

Two Hearts: An Adoptee’s Journey Through Grief to Gratitude

June 5, 2012

There are often ramifications from the loss(es) suffered by having been adopted, having nothing to do with how the child is raised within his or her family. Feelings of rejection, shame and, issues with control, intimacy and identity can manifest within the adoptee, regardless of whether he or she has been raised within a loving […]

Read more →

The “Blues”

May 21, 2012

Post delivery depression (postpartum “blues”) is considered to part of the birthing process. Tied to fluctuating hormones and all of the excitement and, yes, anxiety of bringing a child into the world, post delivery depression affects between 50-80% of mothers. Women report mood swings and feeling “blue” three to five days after delivery, however the these […]

Read more →

Being Present

May 15, 2012

Sometimes a hug isn’t enough. Sometimes love isn’t either. After asking permission to come up to the sacred spot (another story), I climbed into the top bunk to find my sniffling, sobbing, sad daughter wrapped up in her blankies and surrounded by her collection of stuffed animals and one of our (her) boy kitties. The heat […]

Read more →