To Finalize the Mum thing.

  She is gone. No contact. Her choice. The irony of it being the second time she has made this choice is all too evident in my head. Which evokes the last words my mother who adopted me spoke in my ear. “I have no daughter”. Which evokes a feeling of sadness intense.   Of…

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SILENCE & SECRETS

I grew up in the era of silence regarding child-abuse, rape, abuse of ‘wards of the state’, wife-beating, gay-bashing/murdering. In the main, the non-abusers kept the secrets of the abusers.  The adults kept up a social facade of ‘acceptability’; the parents, the nuns & brothers, the businessmen;  whilst behind closed doors they were deeply damaged people…

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Tomorrow I’m 53

Tomorrow I’m 53. Lately my blogging has been all about my confusion. However, January has been a pretty awesome month for me. Observe: I discovered I got my big boobs from my maternal Grandmother! No, my maternal grandmother is not Dolly Parton. I don’t know what she looked like yet. And lordy lordy I’m nothing…

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Birth Mum; Day 14…GULP!

  I am currently overwhelmed. Two days ago I talked to Bmum on the phone again. Which was lovely. She is kind. The thing I hoped for the most. Do not get me wrong. I haven’t put her in a pedestal. I am sure she can be a pain in the rear-end at times but…

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