Wednesday, December 23, 2020

Ten Strategies To Cope Without Your Child During the Holidays


The holidays haven’t been the same since my son died seven years ago. By holidays, I mean Christmas. But every anniversary or celebration is different now. It’s just that Christmas is one of the hardest.

When he was little, I wondered about tiny details: how did they style his hair or what did their Christmas tree look like. Were there piles of presents? Did they wear matching woolen sweaters? I imagined Norman Rockwell-esque scenes staged against a backdrop of hand-strung popcorn garland and neighborhood caroling. A couple of months later an update would arrive with photographs to fill in those details.

But the first winter after he died, I struggled to reconcile the fact that I was a birth mother who’d never spent a holiday with her child and a grieving parent who would never see her child again. I snapped back and forth between lost opportunities and our stolen future. I was angry. I was sad. I was lost. I wanted a way to connect to him but didn’t know how.

I thought about his adoptive family and hoped they were faring better than I was, but then jealousy sidled its ugly nose into the mix, leaving a snotty trail of bitter tears and self-loathing in its wake. They’d had years with him, and I had none.

What could I do? How could I escape the torment in my soul?

I scoured the internet for resources and tools to ease my pain. Some helped, some didn’t, but I used what worked and tucked away the lessons for later use.

Since then, I’ve refined my list and I’d like to share it with you. One grieving parent to another.

It doesn’t matter the reason for your child’s absence: if you’re a birth parent with little or no contact or a grieving parent navigating the new reality that your child will never come home. Nor does it matter if this is your first holiday without your child or your twentieth. If you are grieving, I am sorry. But, maybe, something on my list will help you.

1.      Give yourself a break. Grieving takes a mental, physical, and spiritual toll. If you can, find ways to nurture yourself. Take a long bubble bath or a nap or go outside for a walk. If you have other children, and are able to, get a sitter and have some ‘me time.’

2.      Take care of your physical health. Eat right, drink lots of water and get enough sleep. But don’t deny yourself small pleasures either. In moderation, a piece of home-made fudge, a glass of eggnog, or a hot toddy can bring a bit of joy to a solemn moment.

3.      Don’t let others dictate how you should feel or act. If you don’t want to celebrate or participate in certain activities, let your loved ones know you need a little space and ask for their support.

4.      If you are prone to anxiety attacks, have a plan. Call a support person who can remind you to breathe and talk you through to the other side. And spend time with people who understand, avoid those who don’t. You deserve support and understanding.

5.      Give yourself permission to indulge in old photos, letters, or videos of your child, and go ahead and cry.

6.      Perhaps you aren’t feeling particularly emotional. That’s okay too. There will be times in your grieving cycle when you feel dull and listless, which is perfectly normal.

7.      For some, talking about their child is a relief, but for others, it may be too painful. Trust your gut but know that the more you talk about your grief the easier it is to bear.

8.      Donate to a charity, or better yet volunteer. The physical act of volunteering takes your mind off your own grief, boosts mental well-being and happiness, and is a meaningful way to honor your child.

9.      Journal, paint, write a poem, crochet, play an instrument or sing a song. In essence, find a creative outlet for your swirling, chaotic, beautiful, and sometimes overwhelming emotions.

10.  Count your blessings. Begin each day by listing ten things for which you are grateful. Even the smallest things count. Research suggests that just the process of searching for positive aspects produces health benefits and a greater sense of well-being.

I lost my son shortly after reunion before we had a chance to build a relationship, and I still struggle to find peace. These are tangible steps that have helped me navigate Christmas, and maybe they will help you too.

Your heart may be broken, but it will go on beating, even if sometimes you may not want it to. And I know it’s hard, but please know you are not alone.




Sunday, November 15, 2020

Battling Perfectionism


When I was a girl, I never thought about getting older, finding a husband, or having kids. I didn’t dream of a fancy wedding or a big house. I was too busy trying to survive a chaotic and sometimes scary childhood. I remember going to bed wondering if my older sister would ever come home or if my abusive stepfather would visit in the night.

These are things a child should not have to think about.

Worry and anxiety took root at the foundation of my being, finding fertile soil amongst the poverty, deprivation, and abuse. By the time I was a teenager, the incessant fear had led to a quest for perfection—hoping straight A’s, compliant behavior, and model-like proportions would gain me the love, attention, and acceptance I yearned for.

It has taken me until my 50’s to realize perfectionism is like a field of landmines. Every time I think I’ve identified and carefully excised the obstruction, I discover another buried in my path. 

Silencing, or at least reigning in, the self-critical voices in my head followed close on the heels of tackling low self-esteem. Fear of failure necessitated the need to set realistic standards and goals, which consequently helped curb my procrastination, each a step in trampling a trail to self-awareness.

The process of writing Lost Again has been therapeutic in ways I had not imagined. Today, I am struggling to curb my need to make every word selection perfect and in the process found yet another landmine buried in the road. So here I am, telling myself to aim for excellence, not perfection.

I am still a master at finding flaws within myself, but I am learning to see them for what they are: human.


Monday, October 5, 2020

Almost There


Lost Again




What a wild ride!

The process of drafting Lost Again has inspired me to take risks and push to greater creative heights, and, despite the vulnerability of unveiling my trauma, I am discovering new levels of competence and confidence. I have also achieved a degree of serenity which allows me to accept my role in the story and enjoy the pride of work well done, while embracing an openness to scrutiny and criticism.

So, I am pleased to announce, I am preparing to select Beta readers for Lost Again. This week I handed it off the first printed copy to my first reader. Although nervous, I’m thrilled to get a reader's impression of this work as a whole.

Here I go!


Thursday, September 17, 2020

Adoption: The Long View

When I placed Michael for adoption over thirty years ago, I was fortunate that my adoption agency provided after-placement care. I realize now how rare that was. Unfortunately, I did not avail myself of all they had to offer.

In recent years, I have recognized a lack of support and aftercare for first mothers and fathers is one of many glaring problems with the adoption industry.

Fortunately, people are working to change the systems, both at a personal level, by supporting birth parents one-on-one, and at a systemic level, helping write legislation to promote ethical adoption practices.

To address the lack of understanding about the problems affecting the adoption industry, I would like to share this interview by Lori Holden with Ashley Mitchell, which gives the listener an inside view of the birth mother and adoptive mother experiences.

Lori is an adoptive mom, the author of The Open-Hearted Way to OpenAdoption: Helping Your Child Grow Up Whole, creator of lavenderluz.com, and the new podcast Adoption: The Long View.

Ashley is a birth mother, owner of Big Tough Girl, and founder of LifetimeHealing Foundation. She is a torchbearer in the quest to educate around birth mother trauma and the fight for ethical adoption practices. She also hosts the podcast twistedsisterhoodpodcast for birth mothers.

I first found these two women ten years ago when I was struggling to find my way after reunification with Michael. Both women offer valuable insights and tender comfort to every member of the adoption triad.

Take a listen.






Friday, September 11, 2020

Adoption, Child Loss, and a Quest to Heal the Mother Wound

I have not posted on my blog in quite a while, but over the past year, I have been writing diligently about Michael: the adoption, our reunion, his death, everything in between, and beyond. In fact, as of yesterday, I have completed the first draft of what I plan to publish as a memoir.

With my husband's support and encouragement, I have delved deep into my memories, reconstructing events and their emotional toll, laying bare what it was like to lose a child, twice, and, more importantly, how I've survived.


I will be using my blog to engage potential readers, keep them updated on the book's progress, and help hold me accountable to my schedule and goals.

May I present my working title and a three-sentence synopsis.

 

Lost Again:

Adoption, Child Loss, and a Quest to Heal the Mother Wound

 

Lost Again follows my grief journey for the loss of my son, first through adoption as an infant, then his sudden death twenty-three years later. It illustrates the universal truth that child loss, no matter how suffered, creates a chasm of despair, and forces a parent to question every choice they’ve ever made. This story travels a path from fear and uncertainty to self-awareness and acceptance.