This Left Me Sobbing On the Floor

Twenty years ago, I met Ruby. I was ten years old when she spotted me sitting under a tree in the summer heat of St. Louis at a gathering of adopted children from India. Alone with my thoughts in the shade, I was overwhelmed by meeting other children who looked like...

Do You Think You Are Lovable?

In my own life, I have grappled for the truth but unintentionally settled for a lie and shame. I struggled to believe I was lovable in my most vulnerable moment: infancy. If I wasn’t worthy of keeping, surely I wasn’t worthy of loving. This lie of my life kept me from...
Hot Coffee and Honest Conversation

Hot Coffee and Honest Conversation

This past Friday morning, I sipped my hot coffee while I chatted with a dark-haired Peruvian woman who sat snug on my couch. A mutual friend had connected the two of us because we shared various similarities in our stories. We were both adopted from outside the U.S...