Friday, June 05, 2009
In the World
Two years ago today my daughter, Srushti, was born to another woman. Her birth mother was too impoverished to care for her so after six days, she was brought to the ashram. I thank God that she is here in the world with us and I thank Him that he has crossed our paths so that we will come together and make up a family. I am sad for her birth mother who must have grieved deeply that she could not care for her baby. I am also grieved that I wasn't there from the beginning. I am sad that I have not yet met this child who will change my life forever.
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I have a niece coming later this month. We're all very excited. (First girl of her generation! — after her two brothers & two boy cousins.) Just at the moment, though, reading your recent posts, I'm not sure which addition to a family I know is the one I'm expecting with greater wonder. Something really amazing about watching a couple go to such effort to bring a child not born to them into their lives — the expense, the waiting, and this profound, blind opening up of their identity in order to accommodate someone else's identity to be merged, somehow, unpredictably, together with it. Fascinating. And very exciting, through your eyes.
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