A Story of Empathy and Love.

Posted by Lori Maas | Last updated May 17, 2019

by Shari Levine: Josh and Matt are natural stewards of open adoption; the core tenets of compassion and respect are reflected in their relationships. It’s a worldview that is deeply meaningful to them. When asked what inspired this philosophy, Josh said, “My own struggles with my family – we had a pretty significant falling out over the whole gay thing. …

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My adoption story: love is limitless.

Posted by Sally Shuey | Last updated April 18, 2017

by Christine Bergman Every adoption story is unique; we all experience it a little differently. It can be challenging, it can be messy, and it can even be a little scary sometimes because we don’t always have all the answers. But my adoption story is by far the most beautiful part of me. It is part of who I am …

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“Phantom” fears.

Posted by Sally Shuey | Last updated March 9, 2016

by Janet, OA&FS Adoptive Mother. As we drove to Eugene, my husband, Les, and I tried to imagine what this first meeting after the adoption with the birthparents would be like. Things were different now. In the back seat was Darcy, our  5 month old daughter and we were taking her to see her birthparents for the first time since …

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Welcome to our new blog.

Posted by admin | Last updated March 9, 2016

“To be rooted is perhaps the most important and least recognized need of the human soul.” – Simone Weil. Adoption is a word that can connote many feelings; a sense of family, love, and fulfillment, and also grief, fear, questioning, and secrecy. Where we come from is often a central component of our sense of identity, helping explain who we …

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You’ve got two Moms? Cool!

Posted by Sally Shuey | Last updated March 9, 2016

By Terri, OA&FS Adoptive Mother. The week prior to Labor Day, teachers are madly preparing for the upcoming school year. It was no different in 2001. That Thursday, I came home defeated. I’d have to go back to work on Friday as my new chalkboard was still unassembled and papers not yet copied. My partner, Mary-Pat, excitedly greeted me at …