Wednesday, November 23, 2011
I read a bunch of adoption blogs yesterday, as I do most days, and woke up this morning with an image in my mind of a plant pulled out of the soil. I think this image captures something that I hear many adoptees trying to express online. We sometimes find ourselves in discussions in which non-adopted people are talking about the adoptive family's ability to provide sunshine and water and Miracle-Gro, and we are saying yes, that is all well and good, but what about the soil? Can't you see that we need the soil? Can't you see our bare roots hanging there? And it can feel rather surreal at times, like we are pointing out the emperor's lack of clothes but nobody can hear us.