I am writing this post from my phone, so please forgive the mistakes.
Duty. Such an odd word, with such strong rooted meaning. It's a philosophical thing as much as a real thing. How do I see my duty, to the world, to Monkey, to myself?
At this very moment, this quiet space in time, I see my duty in life as simple : walk down my own path, my own life road, without impeding on the walk of others. How, then, does this relate to little Mr.Monkey?
I have a duty, a responsibility, to allow him access to his records, his past and his family of oragin. Do I have a duty to put myself in his life, to push in where I have clearly been pushed out? Is it more my duty to be here, available, when he comes calling? I don't know. Is it my duty to think of him daily, to speak of him in the sad times and the happy? Is it somehow my responsibility to cry on mother's day and his birthday? I don't know. My changed place in his family makes this complicated.
It is, I know, my duty to myself to find healing, peace, contentment. I do not have to forgive his parents, but I do need to find a place of sanctuary from this.
As a member of a somewhat exclusive 'club', I have made it my duty to be available, a resource to the expanding world of adoption. Maybe that is a big task to take on, but what good is knowledge if we don't share?
What do you think your duty is, no matter your role in adoption?
With love always,