Conversations with my birth mother and father revealed something I never knew about my tattoo, and it sent chills to my bones.
The Story of My First Tattoo
The Introduction Part 3: Meeting My Biological Dad
My biological dad looked eerily similar to the way he looked in a dream I had as a child. He was tall with whispy strawberry blonde hair. His skin had a pink tint to it. He wore dark wash jeans that fit him well, with a light blue button down shirt and flip-flops.
6 Ways My Adoptive Parents Supported the Search for My Birth Parents
The conversation with my adoptive parents about meeting my birth parents was not an easy one to have. It happened over a span of a lifetime, right up to the day of actually hugging my birth parents for the first time. It’s still a dialogue we keep up with, as they have now re-entered my life as real living beings, instead of this idea I had of who they could be.
The Patriarchal Trifecta: A Tribute To My Fathers
I’m the girl with three fathers. This father’s day is a first, as I get to celebrate my dad, my biological father, and now my father-in-law. I am blessed to be surrounded by men who set such a wonderful example of what it means to be selfless, what it means to be true to yourself, and what it means to follow Jesus. This Father's Day, I have the privilege of honoring all three of these men who have loved me fiercely and taught me so much.