Sometimes your daughter settles the score.

And shows her Dad it’s not over for me mister. Showing up uninvited and letting him gaze upon the creation and into the blues, in a body like Linda?

She did find someone like him. And then he got to see me, what could have been his. It was like whipping a dog with your presence. Demanding attention to be paid to Linda’s creation. Yes indeed.

Mistake my ass! Oh but he already knew that. He need to see and settle the what if’s for good what became of Linda and who was made. And he had to bow and respect my boldness. As his own daughter, graciously presented at his own door step?

I do believe Linda would do it that way if she were me. Lol. He did owe me that respect as a father would not deny his own daughter his attention. I was reasonable. And yet assertive.

Like Ester. He was pleased and impressed and proud of what came of that relationship and that I hunted him down and showed up and claimed my chair at his table. The people at the John Deer dealership helped me find his house?

Hello from the other side. Settled. Who broke who’s heart. No matter. I settled it.


I am an Adapted, artist, Mother, a soul, a human, singer, writer, activist, minister and deprogrammer and reprogrammer of minds. And I am here because we need to change how you see it, a lot of things that is. For us Adoptees who have lived in the dark. We were cut off from our families. And that is sad people.

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