Keeping Time
On BA 2227, I find myself once again flying between continents, between time zones, between lives. My mother lived all those years five hours ahead of me. Still, it took me 37 years to catch her up. Today, I head back from a visit for Nana’s funeral. Nana, who welcomed me like no other; Nana, […]
Transplant
I’ve decided that the best way to explain adoption to those outside the triad is to compare it to an organ transplant. Being adopted often feels to me like being a transplanted organ: without being asked, I was removed from the body to which I belonged and implanted in the body of a whole new […]