Tears From Cold Water

August 1, 2000.  That was the day my half-brother died.  I’d never met him, but since I’d learned about him in 1982, his 5th grade photo always had a prominent place  on my dresser (along with that of his younger brother, a half-brother I have met, though we don’t ‘do fractions’ very well… he’s myContinue reading “Tears From Cold Water”

Finding Myself As I’ve Connected With My Biological Mother

I was placed for adoption at birth.  Growing up, I was told about the adoption as soon as I was old enough to grasp the concept of being a ‘chosen baby’ (name of a book my mom read to me).  It wasn’t a big deal, and thought I was accepted into both sides of theContinue reading “Finding Myself As I’ve Connected With My Biological Mother”

Mammograms and Menopause…

Boy howdy, did I have a good time today.  Should probably be illegal, and yet it’s required by the conscientious medical provider I have, to the point of getting actual mail, not only e-mail reminders.  I think the last time I got real mail from my doc, it was an order referring me to anContinue reading “Mammograms and Menopause…”