So ready for this! Naomi and I will be participating in the 2021 Komen Los Angeles County MORE THAN PINK Walk in honor of her birth mom/my sister-from-another-mister, Pam.

It was a girl date like any other. Pam was now happily married and some more time had passed since we last got together. I cannot remember who initiated it, but I recall how it progressed. We were going to…

It was a beautiful day in the later afternoon. The ceremony was held at a location filled with flowers in bloom, tucked in a plethora of trees. Pam was beautiful, Cassandra was poised, and Art was one lucky man! The…

In this security, our relationship evolved. I mourned with her as she was rejected after job interviews, and rejoiced in the hope of each new possibility. I wanted to fix everything for her and help her onto the easy road…

By the time Naomi’s first birthday rolled around, she was legally ours. This means that the state of California officially established and recognized us as her parents, granting us full rights under the law. This is the point in time…

I did what I could do, learned how to manage life in general with four little ones. We moved into our new home and slowly settled in. Every night I was careful to check all the door and window locks,…

When Naomi turned four weeks old, Pam called us. She wanted to meet up at the mall again, with Patti and Cassandra, for another visit. The conversation was light as we managed to avoid talking about anything in particular. Of…

It did not take long for us to receive a call from Mary: Pam wanted her to facilitate a meeting with Joe. If my Mama alarms were not already going off, maybe this declaration would not have seemed so threatening.…

Two weeks after Naomi’s birth we scheduled to meet with Pam, Patti, and Cassandra at the mall. We met in the parking lot, hugged, continued onto the food court, and found a spot we could all comfortably sit, along a…

We walked out of the hospital room and down the corridor. From the moment I stepped through those swinging glass doors I could not breathe; shallow breaths helped me sustain consciousness. My feet kept time, one after the other, as…