Do you know my birth mom?
Yes. Well, I haven't seen her in a while but I know who she is.
Do you know her name?
Yes. (I say her name.)
When I die, how will I kiss you?
Well, most likely I will be in heaven already so you can kiss me there!
How? You will be there already?
Statistically speaking, yes. But only God knows if I will be there first or if you will.
But how will I kiss you?
I hope it's just like you do now! I love kisses!!! I love you!!!!
I love YOU!!!!
It's been 4 years the adoption became official and out of all the celebration, these two snippets of conversation seemed out of the ordinary. Well, conversations similar to this are not out of the ordinary for us, but for some reason...Colleen has never specifically asked about her birth family. She asks questions about things that happened w/us before she came, but not about things on her end. I really wanted to write these conversations down. It struck me that on adoption day, she wanted to check if I knew her birth mom's name. Upon hearing that I do, not really caring what it was, she went back to talking about other random things. It's like she was just checking to make sure those little facts about her past were still there. And once she knew they were there, she didn't really want to deal w/them, just make sure they weren't gone. Does that make sense? Well, I know what I'm talking about! ;) And the whole kissing me after she's gone...??? With her attachment issues, giving me kisses is not something she does regularly, unless of course she can use it to her benefit. She pulls away or turns away often...so when she wanted to know how we would kiss if ever separated...I had to choke back my tears =) I wanted to run around the house, waving my hands in the air..."I think she loves me!" I know most of you won't get that, but those of you that are 'in the trenches', loving a RADish or just a sweet child w/minor attachment issues, you know. You know.
When I was getting into bed that night, I talked to Dave about the two conversations I wrote about here. I feel like we are going to be having a lot more of them...that's not a bad thing, in fact, I am looking forward to them! But I must admit to being a bit caught off guard by a few things, like the fact that she didn't care about the actual name, just that I still knew it. I've read so many books and praise God that we've made lots of friends who get it. I'm grateful we talk about our shared experiences and process all the stuff we go through...but none of that matters. We're writing our own story here =) And we are so blessed to be able to do that!