Mia JamesWhat do you see when you see a child?Do I see their small limbs, everything yet to grow and become something else?Jun 11, 2020Jun 11, 2020
Mia James“You lift your head from the desk, everything you know has changed.”My head is heavy, my eyes still adjusting to the beams of light piercing the window. Was my body always this big? Since when did my…Jun 11, 2020Jun 11, 2020
Mia JamesMy journey of accepting my adoptionMy story begins far beyond 1996. Like a violent river carving through rock, so my history was being shaped while I was smaller than a…May 28, 20201May 28, 20201