Share that Tune

A friend, Unsigned Masterpiece, put up a link to a song that reminds her of her adoption and reunion experience. I countered with one of my own (below).

What song reminds YOU of your adoption or reunion experience?

Feel free to share links to the YouTube videos below.

I have actually had several but the Enya one below is the most emotional for me. Years ago I created a photo montage of my daughter (some of you may have seen it) to this song. It is rather heartbreaking.

Share your tune!

In each tear

You’re much more than a struggle that you go through
You’re not defined by your pain, so let it go…
You’re not a victim, you’re more like a winner
And you’re not in defeat, you’re more like a queen – Mary J. Blige

If you are on my Facebook friends list you likely saw this there, apologies but I must post here as well. The lyrics, sentiment, touched me in relation to adoption reunion as well as life in general, at least in my current life it holds true.

I also posted to my tumblr (my personal non adoption related blog of things I like). But yeah, here you go.


“In each tear, there’s a lesson…


AFF: Sort Of

Its adoption free Friday for me and while this post is slightly tinged with adoption it is not my intent. Below song is our song. By our song I mean my song with my fiance. It is the ring tone on my phone when he calls me. It is a song we danced to in our kitchen right after we moved into our house last year. It is a song that touches me deeply and moves me to tears.  Sadly (or not), my relationship with my darling Rich is the first one where I truly felt supported, loved and stood by.

Silly example that I doubt Rich is even aware of.

Last year, around this time, we were beginning to make preparations to buy a home together.  We had given notice to our individuals landlords. My lease was month to month that required only 30 days notice of intent to vacate.  Rich’s landlord required sixty days.

While the sixty days had been provided, the closer he got to move out the nastier his landlord became. Long long story short we ended up taking the landlord to court for return of security deposit monies.  (We won).  Prior to the court action we attempted to resolve the matter with the landlord.

Rich and I visited the landlord. I had a camera. Due to events that lead up to the day, I was prepared to photograph the condition we left the apartment in. Landlord was startled by this but permitted it.  After taking photos, Rich attempted to settle the issues.  Landlord statements were nonsensical and circular. All attempts to make sense of the situation, to get the landlord to state his desires and clear objections failed. At one point in the conversation, I piped up and asked landlord if he understood the law (he clearly didn’t) and had he ever rented before.  At this statement from me, Landlord lunged at me in anger. I have no idea what he was going to do but his rapid angry movement startled me enough to back up.  It also surprised Rich for in that moment in time, he lurched forward and uttered something like “Hey now..” in an attempt to get between me and the Landlord. I was deeply touched.


He stood up for me, put himself in the line of fire, attempted to protect me.

Up to that point in my life, no one had ever done that, under any circumstances.  Not my parents, siblings, daughters father, ex husband. I always felt like it was me against the world and no one had my back.  I had never felt that someone was on my side, had my interests and safety in mind.  Rich’s lunging between me and the enraged landlord did more than protect me in that current situation. It healed a wounded part of my heart…and I fell even more deeply in love with him. The man would literally go to battle for me.

So yeah, he stands by me and I stand by him. Love you babe and I love our song.