Notes from Aya
Gotcha Day
There's a name for it, in adoption circles. The day the family came. The day everything that had been waiting finally arrived.
Gotcha Day
There's a name for it, in adoption circles. The day the family came. The day everything that had been waiting finally arrived.
Pandoras Box
Among the marriage certificates and birth certificates was something I hadn't expected. A memorandum of adoption. I tried to make it fit. I tried to place it somewhere that didn't...
Pandoras Box
Among the marriage certificates and birth certificates was something I hadn't expected. A memorandum of adoption. I tried to make it fit. I tried to place it somewhere that didn't...
The Brown Case
I didn't know there was paperwork. What I knew was two different answers to the same small question — and a brown case in the loft we were always told...
The Brown Case
I didn't know there was paperwork. What I knew was two different answers to the same small question — and a brown case in the loft we were always told...
Something Didn’t Quite Sit Right
Sometimes it isn't the answer itself, but the knowing that follows it. A quiet moment from childhood — a simple question asked twice, two different answers — and the feeling...
Something Didn’t Quite Sit Right
Sometimes it isn't the answer itself, but the knowing that follows it. A quiet moment from childhood — a simple question asked twice, two different answers — and the feeling...
A Small Question
It started with something ordinary — a school autobiography, a simple question. "What time was I born?" The answer came easily. It felt like enough. Sometimes it starts with a...
A Small Question
It started with something ordinary — a school autobiography, a simple question. "What time was I born?" The answer came easily. It felt like enough. Sometimes it starts with a...