I was thinking about how I wish I could talk to Liz about OUR son. About how I wish I could talk about his well being as an adoptee and his mental health. I know it'll be hard for him to understand/cope with the fact that he was placed while his siblings weren't. But I can't. In her world I'm sure adoption is rosy. Why wouldn't he be happy he was adopted to her? Then I thought about how Adoption creates a wall - instead of creating a bond, all due to love for one child. Instead of bringing people and families together, it drives everyone apart - there's a wall and 'boundaries'.
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