Author: Tara

  • November 2010: Budapest, Hungary

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  • November 2010: Vienna, Austria

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  • November?

    It’s been nearly a month since I last posted, much to my surprise. I kept meaning to write, but it seems that I write most often when procrastinating. Now being no exception. πŸ˜€ An update from my Crossroads post – Shortly after I wrote that post, I finally received an email from my former supervisor…

  • Halloween

    Halloween didn’t even exist in my mind until I was 8-years-old. Maybe I had heard about it or seen people fuss over it, but it meant nothing to me. My mom tried to get me excited about it when I first arrived in the family. Since I wasn’t helpful with ideas or interest, she did…

  • A Crossroad

    I knew it should have been a sign when a year ago I fought hard to get permission to take a semester off from my doctoral studies. Truthfully, I should have just continued through, but something inside me felt that I needed to take a break. When my semester off ended, I still was not…

  • A seed is planted…

    Tonight I watched “In the Matter of Cha Jung Hee” a film by Deann Borshay Liem. Soon I will write a review, but it was a very interesting documentary. (Thanks to my BFF and another friend for telling me about these films!) As I watched, there’s a scene where Liem goes to the Social Welfare…

  • Bloated Blogging

    I’m finding it a little hard to keep up with the blogging. How do professional bloggers do it? Maybe they don’t have jobs or lives…? Sometimes I wonder if we depend too much on these blogs to connect us to the world, to share with random people, to leave our digital footprint, to… what end?…

  • I’ve been Googled

    The other day I was using the laptops in class with my students. They had some extra time and they asked me if I am on Facebook. I explained, yes, but they wouldn’t be able to find me. They were determined to try and I said, if they could find me, I would “friend” them.…

  • Overwhelmed

    My mind is overwhelmed with my sudden intake of adoption stories. I was watching the PBS POV show last night and wanted to to watch the other one out but I need a wee break from it. I wrote a review for the documentary “Adopted” and it was found and posted on Facebook. Crazy… should…

  • Omma Odi? 2

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    My dearest birth mother, It’s been 33 years since I last looked at your familiar face, last heard your loving voice, last felt your warm heart beating against mine, last touched your soft hands. It’s been 33 years since I knew safety and trust at my very core. It’s been 33 years since I smiled…

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