Thanksgiving will always be a day of some family, friends, and food and while we generally look forward to this day, we know there will be some glitches along the way--the kinds of unkind comments that we have been talking about in this last two posts. We hope for many here that having vented them will take the sting out of them--and the ones yet to come, or at least remind yourself that some--not all--of the comments come out of total ignorance, many are not meant to hurt, even if they stab open the wound. Yet other comments were just cruel. In the end, we mothers and adoptees ultimately have to accept our lives as they are, and find a way to live at peace in this world, and with others. Because society wants our grief to be suppressed, many people do not in the least fathom that our pain feels on occasion unbearable. They think: well, she survived, she's getting on with her life, she has moved on. Of course, that is partly true. Unless we end up on the floor somewhere writhing in pain, we have moved on. We have survived. But there is more to it than that simple thought.
