The Wall

A poster similar to this hung on the wall of my social worker’s office.  Its message struck my 17-year-old self as profound.  I understood it to mean that I should live in the present, forget about the past and the baby I couldn’t keep.  Go forward. These ideas were routinely espoused by adoption professionals in the 1970s. Birthmothers were assured we’d forget the babies we gave away.  That the other children we’d have later would fill the emptiness.  For me, it was the opposite that occurred.

One thought on “The Wall

  1. Jules

    What the poster doesn’t say
    is that it’s also quite possibly your last day…
    Last year I dated a man I had known for over 55 years,
    literally my whole life.
    He taught me alot in the time we spent together,
    including golf, and in October he had a massive coronary
    as he was riding his bike to the golf course….

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