This is a story about my adopted sheltie.

[draw-matization] Everyone has different ideas about what makes an ideal pet… Some ideas are just more different than others.

Berkeley in Chicago.

Waiting is a part of life. In 2007 my husband and I adopted our son from Guatemala. I wrote this poem while we were waiting for the "ok" to pick him up and bring him home. It was a very painful time for me, but boy was he worth the wait! This poem was written in honor of him.

What the River Girl didn’t know about herself.

Part eight of a story about Siblings being Seprated and finding each other.

A poem I wrote for my Dad who adopted me.

The role of head of the home is evolving in subtle but not so subtle ways.

Poem based on a true story of a man who is jobless,and with an adopted child.

A short Story.