Whether cliché or heartfelt, we often speak or hear of the adoptee search as being a “journey”, implying a destination. I’ve often said that the journey replaces the destination, but recently for reasons having simply to do with sheer mortality, I find myself a bit more desperate to know family, to know origins. Perhaps this comes from the realization of being here almost a decade at this point.
In an item about our true selves, or finding our true selves, we discussed this a bit more; it also appears on a web site discussing an Ethiopian woman’s return to her place of birth, as well as the recent New York Times story on Jane Jeong Trenka. It has led me to ask this question: How do you handle those who “pull back”? Who wish you to remain in another place, as another self? How is this framed to you; what form does it take; how do you reply?