This was a question I posed to a little adopted boy who was coming in to see me many moons ago, but I’ll never forget him. He looked at me, quizzically, paused, and said, “Katie, I am adopted.” Of course! He thought I was asking him what he thought about the idea of being adopted. It was in that moment, and in many others that I have grappled with how difficult it is to talk about the adoption experience. It’s an event but it’s also the beginning of something. It changes things, deepens things and brings certain aspects of humanity to light. How we define family, how we define motherhood, how we develop intimacy with others, these questions are all part of the process. The meaning of being adopted changes over time, and the learning continues.
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