Recovering Orphan

We Matter

Those of us learning to live as recovering orphans often ache to prove that our lives have meaning. We hustle

Dangerous Dynamic

Those of us struggling with an antagonizing orphan spirit have a strong need to be needed. We hopelessly want to

The Weight of Inheritance

How Moral Debts Become Emotional Burdens for the Next Generation Some inherit wealth, land, or a leg… All of our

The Orphan Age — A Crisis of Connection

Scripture: “God sets the lonely in families.” — Psalm 68:6 We live in an age of unprecedented connection—and unbearable disconnection.

The Quietest Room

When I was a kid, silence was always welcome but rarely lasted long, and it was almost always interrupted by

The Right to Be Known

In Minnesota, the Office of the Ombuds for Foster Youth released a troubling report this month: sibl… All of our

Paper Names

The government kept track of us on paper. Case files, intake forms, placement reports — a trail of our childhoods

The Empty Chair

An empty chair invites belonging. I used to be the one who filled the empty chair. At the Balls’ house

The Sound of Doors

When you grow up in foster care, you learn the language of doors. Front doors that open with casseroles and

We Matter

Those of us learning to live as recovering orphans often ache to prove that our lives have meaning. We hustle

Dangerous Dynamic

Those of us struggling with an antagonizing orphan spirit have a strong need to be needed. We hopelessly want to

The Weight of Inheritance

How Moral Debts Become Emotional Burdens for the Next Generation Some inherit wealth, land, or a leg… All of our

The Orphan Age — A Crisis of Connection

Scripture: “God sets the lonely in families.” — Psalm 68:6 We live in an age of unprecedented connection—and unbearable disconnection.

The Quietest Room

When I was a kid, silence was always welcome but rarely lasted long, and it was almost always interrupted by

The Right to Be Known

In Minnesota, the Office of the Ombuds for Foster Youth released a troubling report this month: sibl… All of our

Paper Names

The government kept track of us on paper. Case files, intake forms, placement reports — a trail of our childhoods

The Empty Chair

An empty chair invites belonging. I used to be the one who filled the empty chair. At the Balls’ house

The Sound of Doors

When you grow up in foster care, you learn the language of doors. Front doors that open with casseroles and

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