nothing will completely take away that loss, but processing the feelings surrounding it are so very important.
we are lost in wonder as to what you would have been.
It stung. I had a deep yearning to be accepted, to feel like I belonged, to know that I was part of a family forever.
If I sit with this for too long, I get angry. It feels dehumanizing. Am I just a commodity for someone’s desires?
To my birth dad.
To my adopted dad.
To all my other dads.
Happy Father’s Day.
But, now I had a person and a voice connected to those letters that had been written to me so many times before, and now I had a picture of all of us. Together.