The story I began yesterday is my story. I will continue to tell it day by day. It isn't unique, except in a few details, but, it is mine. That makes it unique to me. And, there are details that are different, as there are with most mother's stories. But, no matter the details, no matter the lead up, the stories are all the same. Pregnant girl, boyfriend disappears, girl disappears pregnant and comes home without baby. As sad as it makes me, personally, it makes me even sadder that the same story was told during the EMS 6 million times. This is a sorority of sisters of sadness and loss. I don't want to be a member of this club, but I am.
I have promised others, including my children, that this story would be told, and tell it I will, but it is hard to write it down and it will be slow. I apologize for that.
It isn't unique. It isn't pretty or romantic. None of our stories are nice and there is no "...and, they lived happily ever after" at the end. There is no end, because adoption loss is forever.
Please be patient with me. I will post some more tomorrow and every day this month. I made a commitment and I intend to honor it. A post a day....some long, some short, but every single day for a month.
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A courageous promise.So many stories all involving the loss of a baby and a mother who never forgot.This month I'll honour you all, think about you when I honour my own mother at the Apology Ceremony in Perth.
It got easier for me, with the telling. I wrote it all down, pages and pages, years ago and it was cathartic and healing. I'm with you on this journey, Dear Sister.
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