“We can throw stones, complain about them, stumble on them, climb over them, or build with them.”
― William Arthur Ward
I’ve had time to reflect on this life of mine since my last post. Most days, I don’t even think about it. But on the days I do….the questions just pour out of me.
I know people live with this truth every day, just like me. I know people that are adopted. Some have known the truth their entire lives while others learned later on. Some know their birth parents, some don’t. The one thing I’ve learned is that we all process this information differently. I’m still trying to figure out how I process it.
I wasn’t adopted. I was accepted. I think there’s a difference, but maybe not. I’m still trying to figure it all out.
“When the pretty birds have flown,
And you feel hurt and alone,
Be strong and carry on,
And remember that life goes on.”
― Mouloud Benzadi