Nobodies Moms perfect.

Let’s get real. My mom deserves my love. It’s the the failures that count. People get so worked up. Yeah. I worked you up because you needed working up.

Why do they count? That was all the work at practicing to do better. That’s why failures matter. When we fail. We see what we got from what we did. We learn. And go again til we get it right. No giving up allowed.

Not for me at least.


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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