When we chose adoption I thought I grasped how challenging it would be.
I read everything I could find on the subject. I talked to friends who’d adopted. I spoke with adult- friends who had been adopted. I joined groups both online and off.
Without sharing a story that isn’t mine to tell, I had absolutely no idea how complicated adoption would be.
It isn’t for all children.
It is for ours.
And yet, as with all things parenthood, it’s she who can sometimes surprise me and remind me it’s not complicated at all.
She’s a child. I’m her mother.
And, thanks to nurture (and our being Frick & Frack when she was little), we do share many traits in common.
She recently made this collage-picture and marveled aloud how alike we are.
We’re the same.
Adoption, one family’s profound loss being anothers life-altering gain, can feel weighty and exhaustively complex.
Adoption, viewed through the eyes of 10 seeking similarities not differences, really can be a as simple as that: Gilmore Girls, helping, nurturing.
Happy National Adoption Month.