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I did not enter your contest but I did just buy your download from amazon. It sounds like a story I will enjoy.
Your reviews are good. Good luck with sales and promo.

A young woman in my extended family went on an arduous search to find her mother - only to find the mother cold and with no interest in her.

Book recommendations are welcome also.

This group has been very quiet for too long. I'm pleased to see some new life.



This story so far is about Nancy losing her cherished daughter. Nancy's ability to express her depth of feeling, and the nuances of every small thing have clutched my heart. I am overwhelmed by her heart-breaking loss. Yet, despite the sadness and tears, there is something absolutely beautiful about the way she recounts her painfully intense love. Only a brilliant writer could present their feelings so powerfully that the reader's nerve ends quiver.
I will sing the praises of this sad, haunting book at every opportunity.
It has affected me so much that I could not wait to comment.

THINGS NEVER TO SAY TO AN ADOPTIVE PARENT.
Sadly, I've heard them all, the worst being "Well it's not like having your own, is i..."
Nancy, I have just read the first two chapters of The Truth About Butterflies. Emotion? Wow! I am speechless. What a tragic life! And what a talent you possess! I am not a good enough writer to express the emotion your experiences - your words evoke. I try to avoid sad stories but I can't wait to read more of 'Butterflies". Won't say more until I've finished it.
Already I love that little girl - that woman, and I pray for her to have a peaceful ending to this story.
I hope our other members see this and read your book.
Love, June

THINGS NEVER TO SAY TO AN ADOPTIVE PARENT.
Sadly, I've heard them all, the worst being "Well it's not like having your own, is it?" Shudder, s..."
Hi Nancy. I just bought your memoir. I LOVE your dialog and can't wait to read the story. It takes me awhile to read anything these days because I have 4 people living with me - we live out in the country with no public transportation. As I am the only one who can drive, I spend my days doing just that.
It is interesting to read about the other side of the adoption/foster-care process, especially as it is written with such color. (Haven't read enough to comment on the emotion yet.)
Check back with us soon. Cheers, June

You might find the following blog post interesting.
It is the story of Geraldine Cox, an Australian woman who has devoted her life to running an orphanage in Cambodia. (Of course there are other marvelous people doing the same thing)
http://clancytucker.blogspot.com.au/2...


What country are you from.



THINGS NEVER TO SAY TO AN ADOPTIVE PARENT.
Sadly, I've heard them all, the worst being "Well it's not like having your own, is it?" Shudder, s..."
My mother said "I breed cows and it's all in the genes. You might be taking in a murderer." Happily, she got over that eventually and learned to love them. I always said that environment meant more than genes but in the end - it's heart that means the most.

THINGS NEVER TO SAY TO AN ADOPTIVE PARENT.
Sadly, I've heard them all, the worst being "Well it's not like having your own, is it?" Shudder, shudder!
Do Check below. Unfortunately I had trouble pasting it.
http://thestir.cafemom.com/toddler/15...

I had already adopted four boys and I did not need any more children. Besides, I never took in foster children, reasoning that it would be too hard to give them up when the time came.
The phone rang one day and it was a social worker calling me.
"Could you help us out?" the voice said. "We have two children here who desperately need a place to stay for a few weeks while their family situation is worked out."
I had a foster care license as I was a volunteer with Healing the Children, taking in foreign children until they could be repaired in the hospital and returned to their home-country.
The DSHS worker told me that they were a four year old girl and her three year old brother. It just so happened that I had a spare bedroom all tricked out beautifully in pink. It was a little girl's paradise with a pretty ruffled bedspread, fairies hanging from the glitter speckled ceiling and dolls everywhere. I had always wanted a little girl, but although I eventually gave up, I still kept the room.
The next day the doorbell rang. When I opened it I saw the social worker standing there holding a little blonde girl in one hand and a little boy with a shaved head with the other.
I mentally - instantly, named them Hansel and Gretel.
I could talk much more about these two children. The little girl thought she was in fairyland when she saw her room. The little boy was mute and wild.
I'll wrap this up by saying that those weeks went on and on - and on until eventually, they were relinquished by their mother and I was allowed to adopt them. MORE ABOUT THAT LATER.
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