I was adopted
When the topic of adoption is mentioned it rarely fails to evoke a wide range of opinions. View-points tend to be based on personal experiences but, there often seems to be an easy acceptance that it is wonderful for everyone within the adoption triad. There are generally on-going implications at some level for the adopted person, the biological parents and adoptive parents, which can become misplaced.
It's difficult to say...
...“I was adopted.”
He/she ...“is our adopted child.”
“I had a child that was adopted.”
One size does not “fit all”
Behind each adoption statistic lies a personal story full of emotive content.
My book about adoption
As 2012 commences the main focus is to complete my book titled Candle in the Mirror, which has been in progress since 2011. In this book, I share the outcome of my exploration and discovery of the missing pieces of my personal jigsaw. In the process I gained a much better understanding of the range and extent the emotional implications for each member of the adoption triad and their families.
Fifteen years ago I tried to write such a book and failed.
Four years ago, my desire to commit words to paper resurfaced and this time I hid behind a work of fiction to embellish a tale of an adopted person's search. By using fiction to free my imagination I could permit nuns, gangsters, romance and furtive spying to move around in a contrived world!
My multi-facets as an adopted person
In my lifetine, I have been many kinds of adopted person, one who:
- loves her adoptive parents.
- as a young child, wondered about what the word 'adoption' meant.
- tired to picture in her mind the woman who gave birth to her.
- said she had no wish to search.
- was happy and sad, sometimes both at the same time.
- when becoming a mother, found curiosity rise about her own genetic pool.
- broke the seal in Register House to view her original birth entry.
- commenced a search filled with hope and optimism.
- became obsessively consumed with subsequent facts revealed.
- traced her mother.
- traced her father.
- became exposed to emotions previously un-dreamt of.
- learned so much in the process.
Candle in the Mirror
If by sharing the experiences and knowledge of my own adoption, I can help anyone, then every moment devoted to research and writing Candle in the Mirror will have been worthwhile.
