A life well lived & well loved
Dear Readers, I’m afraid I must pause my adoption and reunion story today. Noblesville lost one of its greatest residents a week ago. Betty Gerrard, known to many as Betsy…
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Don’t rush your reunion
As my adoption and reunion story continues, I’ve changed some names, places, and dates. Around Thanksgiving in 2015, my birth mother Linda and I once again were in the middle…
Nature vs. nurture
As my adoption and reunion story continues, I’ve changed some names, places, and dates. Seeing my birth father’s sister, June, in the fall of 2015 was another lightning moment for…
Finally, someone who looks like me
As my adoption and reunion story continues, I’ve changed some names, places, and dates. “Have you talked to Jack?” my birth mother Linda asked in early October of 2015. I…
The end of my relationship with my birth father?
As my adoption and reunion story continues, I’ve changed some names, places, and dates. While the moment I revealed my journey to my sons was great, I experienced a painful…
Telling my sons about my discovery
As my adoption and reunion story continues, I’ve changed some names, places, and dates. I believe the various emotions I felt the day I met my birth father are what…
More conversation with my birth father
As my adoption and reunion story continues, I’ve changed some names, places, and dates. After giving me my first baby picture, Jack then showed me a brochure of the nonprofit…
Dreading those holiday disagreements? Here are some tips
By AMY SHANKLAND For the Reporter I know many of us are excited about the upcoming holidays. Some of us, however, approach them with dread as we think about the…
Meeting my birth father in person
By AMY SHANKLAND Perfectly Imperfect As my adoption and reunion story continues, I’ve changed some names, places, and dates. June 13, 2015 finally arrived. I woke up that Saturday morning…
Could I finally share this journey with Mom?
As my adoption and reunion story continues, I’ve changed some names, places, and dates. As I shared last week, I began to wonder if I could talk to my mother…