Trying to get two Mamas to come to terms.

Getting your Mamas to come to terms with each other’s influence in my life has also been a part of this review of memories lane.

All of it was freckled like my skin with two woman’s skins laid upon me. Two queen! Mother truckers. Pay attention.

As I stand no longer labeled as this or that, but both. As I break it all down to whoever. How they’ve been loving each other through me? So silly a notion? No.

I’m still Linda’s daughter. Loving my Other Mother. I’m just no longer adopted. I am adapted.

One woman, with two Mamas. Blessed to wear both crowns, and robes of each woman’s nation. Unity began at home.


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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