“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
walkingthroughthepages 
Good philosophy of life . But I add: Life and death are mysteries .
Love ❤
Michel
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You are so right Michel! ❤
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RYC : Thanks for your kind comment from yesterday.
Love ❤
Michel
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No new post,my friend?
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Michel, life tends to get in my way, doesn’t it? Guess I’ll just have to write a post about it all soon. I hope things are going well with you and your family. I think about you often and wonder how life is in France now after the Paris attacks. I know it took me awhile to feel normal again after Sept. 11 when the Twin Towers in New York were attacked and also in Washington, DC and PA. What a world and a time we live in. Much peace and love to you and your precious wife. Thanks for checking in with me!
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Thanks for your comment . I re-read this post and the previous one . You have certainly many things to write to get some peace .
This blog allows to write what makes the heart heavy at times and bring relief. .
Love ❤
Michel
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