Welcome Grandfamilies and Kinship Caregivers of Oregon





TIES THAT BIND, a place for you.

Listening. Sharing. Coaching. Helping.

Kinship caregivers raising children learn new things everyday. We believe in the wisdom of the group. You know more than you think and we are here to help.


Do You Have a Child who Loves the Outdoors?

For 20 years, AWL has focused on breaking down the barriers that prevent Oregonians from taking part in outdoor recreation. Adventures Without Limits in Forest Grove, Oregon welcomes all kids regardless of their ability level, gender, ethnicity, age or special needs....

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25 Ways to Ask, “How was your day?”

Just about every child will have a one word answer to "How was school?" If you'd like to hear more, ask about something the child cares about.   1. Who did you play with at recess? 2. Did you learn any new words? 3. What are you reading? 4. Do you have any art on the...

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Did you know that nearly 3 million grandparents in the US are raising their grandchildren? Here are some of their stories.


The Adolescent Brain

Clues to that mystery.

What if Something Happens to Me?

How you can prepare now for your child(ren).

Resource Guide

For grandparents and other relatives raising children in OR (ADRC).

Legal Guide

For grandparents and other older relatives raising children in OR (DHS).

Searchable Resources – How to Find Oregon Services

Oregon Services in One Place

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Kim Stafford, Oregon poet laureate, lives in Portland with his wife and children.

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An Oregon story

I want to ask us now, we who are both travelers and residents, how do our two stories get healed into one? How do we arrive, finally, in this place, and act simply in the matured character of the Oregon country?

I can only answer this question by telling a story, Lloyd’s story. Lloyd Reynolds, the international citizen of Portland, spent his last days in pain, silent, unable to speak or to write, lying in his hospital bed. On his last day at home, as his wife scurried to pack his suitcase for the hospital, Lloyd made his way outside to the garden, and there she found him on his knees, with a spoon, awkwardly planting the flower bulbs.

“Lloyd,” she said, “you will never see these flowers bloom.”

He smiled at her. “They are not for me,” he said, “they are for you.”

The salmon coming home? They are for you. The calls of wild geese? They are for you. The last old trees? They are for you and your children, to the seventh generation and beyond. They are all blooming into being for you.