You Don’t Know What You Don’t Know
I’ve heard this phrase at various points in life and would think, “sounds simple enough.” But as I progress further into adoption, I’m realizing there is a huge vast of knowledge and experiences I did not fully appreciate. If I am truly going to honor what adoption really means, it means knowing that there is impact for everyone involved from the birth mother, birth father, myself, and the child.
Someone suggested joining one of the Adoptee pages on social media. Again, sounds good, until I see the lived experiences and realities many of these adoptees have faced that I had no inclination to take time to learn and appreciate. In the conversation surrounding adoption, which is often called an adoption triad, I am becoming aware that the voice of adoptees has largely been dismissed or the negative experiences some adoptees carry with them are silenced with the push for happy endings for hopeful adoptive families. I’ll honestly say that I wanted to leave the group, but what keeps me observing and learning is knowing that I hope to be more supportive parent to a child that has a lived experience that can mean being disconnected to what was familiar to them. I am committed to honoring what is tough to hear. Because it is someone’s reality.
So as I come to the finish line of the final home projects I wanted to complete in order to welcome a child home, I stay rooted in the meaning of “Nameste” which means
"My soul honors your soul. I honor the place in you where the entire Universe resides. I honor the light, love, truth, beauty and peace within you, because it is also within me. In sharing these things we are united, we are the same, we are one."
Sending up prayers and warmth to birth families considering adoption as an option for their child.
Please feel free to like or join my Facebook page: “Denna’s Adoption Journey”
Someone suggested joining one of the Adoptee pages on social media. Again, sounds good, until I see the lived experiences and realities many of these adoptees have faced that I had no inclination to take time to learn and appreciate. In the conversation surrounding adoption, which is often called an adoption triad, I am becoming aware that the voice of adoptees has largely been dismissed or the negative experiences some adoptees carry with them are silenced with the push for happy endings for hopeful adoptive families. I’ll honestly say that I wanted to leave the group, but what keeps me observing and learning is knowing that I hope to be more supportive parent to a child that has a lived experience that can mean being disconnected to what was familiar to them. I am committed to honoring what is tough to hear. Because it is someone’s reality.
So as I come to the finish line of the final home projects I wanted to complete in order to welcome a child home, I stay rooted in the meaning of “Nameste” which means
"My soul honors your soul. I honor the place in you where the entire Universe resides. I honor the light, love, truth, beauty and peace within you, because it is also within me. In sharing these things we are united, we are the same, we are one."
Sending up prayers and warmth to birth families considering adoption as an option for their child.
Please feel free to like or join my Facebook page: “Denna’s Adoption Journey”
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