As I start planning, writing and managing tone, I’m thrown into a state of remembrance. I am remembering phone calls between myself and the agency through which I placed.
I wish I had known to record those phone calls. I wish I had known half of what they weren’t telling me.
I think I want to interview agencies that do a good job on educating expectant parents considering relinquishment about the realities of grief and loss. I do not know how to go about finding one of those. More over, it would be especially awesome if said agency also educated potential adoptive parents as to how birth parent grief and loss is to be expected and is absolutely no reason to close an adoption.
Am I creating fictitious agencies in my mind?
All of the thought over the past few days has left me wondering how people, not companies/agencies but the real people sitting at the desk or on the other end of a phone, can mislead other human beings and not feel weighed down with guilt for the rest of their lives. Or are some of them equally mislead? Who does the initial blame belong with? How far back in history do we have to go? I start thinking of all of these questions and I get overwhelmed with sadness for an industry that desperately needs reform but, sadly, those working in it aren’t even fully aware of what changes need to be made.
Yet I refuse to believe we’re fighting a losing battle. And that’s what makes me… me.