We are all unique and so are our adoption stories. There is no one size fits all as to the experiences of any individual adoptee.
We should play close attention to our adoptions stories. Because being adopted is still relatively rare among the people of society, our stories matter as a window on a practice that takes the children of one mother and places them with a mother with whom they have no genetic connection.
As writers, we must polish the imagery with which we tell our stories so that they can receive the attention they are due.
In my own family’s numerous adoption stories, I seek to find their positive rather than their negative aspects, while not denying nor hiding from that. It is a reality and so, acceptance is an important part of healing any wounds that have occurred.
I search for the ways in which we have experienced life differently from those who without thought live the inherited version. As I discover the truths within my own family’s stories, I edit the plot accordingly because the truth has become even more important to me as a result of it’s having been hidden for so long.
I also keep my eye on the philosophical implications of the changes to the experience of having been adopted that reformers and activists seek to make.
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