In this episode we meet Cindy Stewart and Dawn Tracz, who are both adoptees. Cindy and Dawn share their experiences of secrecy in their adoption stories.
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Let’s Get the Paternity Party Started!!!
My original 23 and Me test that showed my cousin on
the “X” chromosome was more than enough to identify my father, BUT we went
ahead and had a paternity test done. The results of that are in! And of course
we are a match.
I would do whatever I had to do to prove to the world that we
are legit, father and daughter! We already knew but this is for anyone else in
the world who needs to understand.
Ep 11. Bridging Two Worlds: Candace and Wendy’s Adoption Journey
In this emotionally charged episode, we join Candace and Wendy on their heartfelt journey to uncover their past and connect with their biological parents. With candor and vulnerability, they share the ups and downs of their adoption search, exploring the intricate threads that bridge two worlds and the profound impact it has had on their lives. Prepare to be moved by their remarkable quest for family and identity.
Dear God: Thank YOU for Getting Me Here!
Recently I decided to read the Gospel of John in the Bible
with fresh eyes. Basically this entails trying to forget I know any of the
information contained therein and try to take it in like I’m reading it for the first time. I’m doing
this in an effort to know Jesus more and differently than before.
In my quest to do this I came upon a verse in chapter one (Amplified version) that
I had never seen before. It’s this one – verse 13, that I made a graphic of. I
can’t believe I didn’t notice it before. When I came across it this time, it deeply spoke to me.
For a long time I’ve said
that I feel like I was dropped out of heaven, not really of
this world. Please don’t misunderstand, I’m not implying that I’m God or any
type of god, or an angel. Certainly not. What I am saying is that I’ve never
felt like I fit in here. A huge part of that is all the pieces that are still
missing. I have very little information to speak of about my first two months of existence in the hospital and foster care. I have no photos of myself before three months of age. I have heard many adoptees say they have a hard time feeling like they
truly exist because they don’t know where they came from or who they came from.There are many unanswered questions, and my bio mother chose to go to the grave refusing to answer them. So, I give God the credit for getting me here. He gets all the gratefulness.Thank you, John 1:13. You rock. I am born of God.