Adoption Story part 5

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    The only way I can explain adoption is to say that before I ever had the chance to grow, I was transplanted to a place where I wasn’t capable of growing. It’s nobody’s fault that the events of my life went the way they did. But at the same time, there are many who have played a part. I would have liked to have the ability to connect and attach to the second life I was given. This name never did sit well with me and the unanswered questions are something I’ve never been able to leave alone. There is a feeling that you have when something is missing, when something has been forgotten or when somebody is late getting home. For me, everyone is late; I’ve been waiting 37 years for them to get home.

     

    The only way I can explain adoption is to say that before I ever had the chance to grow, I was transplanted to a place where I wasn’t capable of growing.