Coming out of the Fog
This morning I woke up and saw heavy fog out my dining room window. I had to get out in it to drop off my daughter at school and swing by a generous friend's house who had left me a food-present in her freezer inside of her garage. As I was driving through this thick fog down Dorothy Lane through a school zone, I started thinking about what it used to be like when I was living in the adoption fog. For some of you, "adoption fog" might be a strange-sounding term that has no meaning to you. Let me explain. Quickly link here for a brief idea of what will follow: Adoption Reconstruction Stage Theory When this diagram was first posted on Facebook, there were some upset people who commented. Many said they didn't agree with the final stage of acceptance, especially that we "find peace" with our adoptions. Many pointed out these stages were not be in order. Like the stages of grief (Shock, Denial, Bargaining, Anger, Acceptance), you can flip flop thr...