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Guest Blog: Hopes and Dreams

It's a joy to welcome Miss TB to the blog today to tell her story. The final scene in Empire of The Sun where Jamie finally reconnects with his mother pulls at my heart strings. He stands there motionless, staring into space, while all the other children are hugging and kissing their parents. When his mother finally sees him, she moves in front of him calling his name. He looks up at her, with a little boy lost look on his face, not sure of who she is. He touches her hands, her face, her lips, examining the lipstick on his fingers. Gently lifts off her hat and feels her hair. Something inside him realises who she is, and he slowly pulls her towards him, hugs her tightly. His head rests on her shoulder, eyes still over, before slowly closing his eyes and you can feel the relief that overwhelms him. He had come home.


Adoptee

The Fallen Woman

The Fallen Woman

She shrank away,
down grey blighted streets,
where the red-bricked terraces
shrank back in surprise;
and all the signs on shops
looked aged and faded.
Leaves ushered assorted admonishments;
trees stood dismissive and unearthed;
a shopkeeper raised his criss-cross brow:
for where do we go after birth?
She lay in her abandoned place,
memory tight in closed fist;
towering walls etched her plight
as she lay, screaming,
and all those many faces,
looked wearisome and jaded.
The wind buffeted her pain and loss,
sun...


Adoptee

My story: Kevin Engle

As some will notice, I took time away from writing about adoption. The reasons are varied, and I will share them slowly over next few weeks. Today, however, I have something a little different for you.

One of the joys of stablishing this blog is...