This is the true story about the life of my mother, Barbara Joan Secklin.
Born in 1931 and given up for adoption, she may have been one of the "black market" babies.
After her "adoption" she was abandoned in a hotel room in Chicago.
She was motherless, abused, and forced to give up her firstborn.
She was divorced in an era where it was seriously not cool.
She raised six children, only to out-live her oldest and her youngest.
She cared for her husband of over 50 years when he became ill - and then wrote a book about it.
She beat cancer - twice.
She is an artist, a poet, and an author.
I'd call her a survivor, but she'd probably say, "It's just my life."
