Whose Face Am I? Adoption, Identity, and the Music of Mon Rovîa
Whose Face Am I? Adoption, Identity, and the Music of Mon Rovîa Why We’re Sharing This Song about Adoption Identity If you haven’t heard Mon Rovîa’s sing click on this…
Whose Face Am I? Adoption, Identity, and the Music of Mon Rovîa Why We’re Sharing This Song about Adoption Identity If you haven’t heard Mon Rovîa’s sing click on this…
Open Adoption Broken Promises. A Baby Placed Elsewhere A woman wants to place a second child, but hesitates because the family raising her first child had not kept their word.…
An Open Adoption Story: Two Stories of Love Coming Together The day Jessica carried her newborn daughter into the Heart to Heart Adoptions office, she wasn’t just bringing a baby…
Interracial Adoption--Using Humor These siblings were pros as they fielded questions and remarks. My black son and my white daughter were guides at the same tourist facility. They were also…
Dear Birth Mother My words are weak. When I think of you, emotions well up inside me. Emotions that have no words.Emotions that are so intensely filled with gratitude and an…
My Birth Mother Was a Playboy Bunny Adopted children often have high expectations of their birth parents. As a small child, Katie supposed "my birth mother was a princess," heir…
Find Hope in Adoption: When Both Birth Mothers and Adoptive Parents Feel Powerless We hear our hopeful adoptive parents. You feel powerless. We hear our courageous birth mothers. You feel…