The Occupation of Living Last week I attended a webinar on Occupational Therapy in Adoption through the Adoptive Families Association of BC (AFABC). Before attending the webinar I didn’t really know what an Occupational Therapist (OT) did, or that they also worked with … Continue reading
My Mom (or mum, where I grew up) So I have been thinking a little about my mom lately, she has popped into my mind a few times in the last couple of weeks and each time I think about writing … Continue reading
Saturday, I attended my second adoption matching event. This event was smaller and more intimate than the last one I attended. In the entry foyer there were refreshments and pastries and a video running on a loop from the Dave Thomas Foundation … Continue reading
Last week I babysat for two wonderful kids, a boy aged 7, and a girl aged 4 (nearly 5 – as she told me all night!). It’s been about 5 years since I babysat kids that age. I arrived at … Continue reading
Although I am not yet an adoptive parent, I knew that as a single mom I would need the support of good people in my community. And even more so as a single mom to a ‘child from hard places’, … Continue reading
Last week I wrote a post in response to the Global News Unfiltered report about the BC Government’s consideration of an “Alberta-style” website being opened up to the general public showcasing children waiting for adoption. Further to that I have spent … Continue reading
This news report by Global News has been shared across Facebook this week. The report is about how Alberta has a website that is accessible to the general public and profiles the harder to place children in an effort to attract the … Continue reading
Saint: “Virtuous Person: a particularly good or holy person, or one who is exceptionally kind and patient in dealing with difficult people or situations.” Sometimes I find it difficult to talk about adoption in public situations, with acquaintances, or people … Continue reading
I feel as though I’ve been gone from this blog forever…. I’m sorry for the disappearance… or is that avoidance? My greatest indicator that I’m not feeling myself, or terribly positive, is when I shy away from the truest part … Continue reading
Last week I had a birthday… Last week H also had a birthday. Although I had been told not to contact her foster mom any more, I couldn’t let her birthday go without sending something to say I was thinking … Continue reading