Adoption is complex. All of it. And sometimes we, as adoptees, don’t fully understand how complex it is until we lose our adoptive parents. Because many times, our adoptive parents, good or bad, are the only people who moored us to existence.
I find that being a transracial adopted person, with international roots, has not hurt thinking in a ways beyond local norms. My adoptive parents were Episcopal Christians and I remain an Episcopal Christian (in fact am an Episcopal priest), but they were a little upset that I was reading what I was and asking about […]