Thanks-Giving Item # 1 Getting to Meet My Son

Today is Thanksgiving Day up here north of the 49th parallel and so I got to thinking about all the things I am thankful for in my reunion.

Perhaps you are left wondering, after my last post, would I do it again if I knew it was going to take the path it has recently.

I don’t even have to think about the answer to that one. It is: Yes!

So all this week I am going to make a list of things I was and still am thankful for.

Number One on the list is: I got to meet my son. I feel like I want to write that in capital letters. I GOT TO MEET MY SON.

I was never sure that was going to happen, although that was the plan from adoption day 1. I am oh so glad that I did get to meet him.

It was such a healing experience for me and contrary to the current stand being taken by my son, I know it was healing for him too.

I know who he is, I know where he is, I know how he is. I know he looks like my father and like me. I know sometimes he sounds just like his father, has his father’s turn of phrase and did even before he met him. I know he is smart and that we have the same sense of humour.

Yep I’m very thankful that I know all that and even if I end up just watching his life from afar, I always will be.

Peace and Happy Thanksgiving

UM

United Under the Same Moon

From www.adoptionsocialworkny.com. I meant to post this on September 14th but events overtook me. I am not sure how the Adoption Social Work people of New York meant this but it is a lovely concept nonetheless and a nice idea to end the week. It is about Zhong Quie Jie which is a mid-autumn festival celebrated in China on September 14th.

It is commonly known as a Family Reunion Day in which all family members are united under the same moon. In the past there were some very formal celebration traditions in China but these days, Chinese families celebrate by sharing dinner outdoors. Together they watch the moon. Moon Cakes are prepared and eaten by all family members. Throughout the day and especially while looking at the moon, they think about their family members that are not physically present, knowing they are sharing this moment under the same moon.

When I was looking for my son I used to listen to Somewhere Out There from An American Tale a lot. This Chinese festival kind of reminds me of the sentiment of that song.

I missed it this year but I have it on the calendar for next year.

Peace

UM