Three years ago, Mike and I had our first meeting with our
two Ethiopian sons. Today, that
encounter feels like it was such a long time ago. This past year has certainly brought a new
level of solidity to our family’s sense of belonging and togetherness.
In the quietness of this kid-free week, I have been trying
to write four stories—the accounts of precious children who came into the world
in different ways, at different times, in different places. Composing a narrative for each of my children
has been a difficult process. I want to
tell their story of being and becoming from their point of view, not from an
outsider’s perspective. I would like to
include enlightening details about the rich and varied settings of their life
stories. I deeply desire to create redemptive
narratives that do not fail to fully describe the hard parts of their lives,
yet always keep in tension the foundational reality of God’s love and grace.
Not a simple task.
I sit at my computer, surrounded by an assortment of papers—sample
pages from the adoptive lifebooks of others, court documents, medical records, photographs. Sometimes, the search for the story’s
essential particulars is a pleasurable journey, reminding me of fascinating
aspects of a birth country’s culture or of a specific joy-filled moment with a
child. Other times, however, the stark painfulness of
my children’s histories hits me afresh, and I am stunned by it. My stomach hurts. How can I write this?
Still, I am motivated to complete this task for all of my
children. I have, in fact, put it off too long. Beth O’Malley, author of LifeBooks: Creating a Treasure for the
Adopted Child describes the importance of story-telling for children,
particularly for those with difficult starts in life. She states that the process is “invaluable
because it increases trust and attachment.
Children trust that the parent/foster parent can tolerate their pain
from the past and help them work through it.
They don’t have to take care of their parents in this area.” (This quote
is taken from p. 63 of her book.) I yearn for
my children to know with certainty that I am committed to helping them deal with whatever life
has brought and all that it will bring.
Today seems to be a day for looking backwards and
forwards. Winston Churchill once said, “The
farther backward you can look, the further forward you are likely to see."
It is my hope that this process of remembering,
mourning, celebrating, and exploring the past will allow us to better embrace
the future together.
1 comment:
Three years!! Where did the time go. We to are almost at that mark and I too have not created a narrative or life book. I know how valuable it will be yet it feels like such an overwhelming task. I would love to hear how you complete yours when you do. Hope you all are having a blessed summer!
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