
I've recovered from my bout with the Baby-Blues and jet-lag. I miss my kids, and feel all out of sorts in a country where I see families riding bikes like the Von Traps everywhere. Yes, I'm here in The Netherlands (or the Netherworld), where everything is Man-Made, because when everything is flat, and at sea level, it has to be. I like it here... it's a strange mixture of fairy tale thatched roof cottage whimsy with modern day Ikea industrialism.
Who'd had thunk last year this time, I'd be HERE of all places?
Last year, this time, I was returning from NYC.
I had gotten word from Mary, one of PPL's first member's, she had lost her son. Another Adoptee Suicide.
HOW MANY UNTOLD STORIES?
HOW MANY VICTIMS?
There are two sides to the Adoption Story, but only one gets told to the general public, and that's a disservice to ALL families.
People need to know how adoption is breaking children's spirits and hearts in ways that is silent and shameful and yes, deadly.
It's time an awareness be made strong, loud and clear.
It's time PPL launch it's second year.
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Focus on who's family?