Not certain if anyone has noticed or not, but, blogger Sandra and are are making inroads to building a bridge of understanding of sorts between us. Early on in our blogging, Sandra made a comment or two on my blog that made it clear to me that we were at odds with each other.

Conversely, the comments I considered leaving on her blog, but didn't, also reflected that we felt polar opposites in our views on adoption. Come to think of it, I think my restraint was not totally effective. I may have left at least a comment or two on her blog as well. We are both rather passionate and strong willed. I think Sandra would agree with that statement.

For awhile, I mostly stopped reading her blog. Every time I read it, I saw red, got all irritated and hot and bothered. I try to limit how much I allow myself to be riled up and angry at my age! Sandra and I are pretty close in age, though I admit to being a few years older than she is.

Back to that bridge I mentioned that she and I are building. That bridge was constructed through a few private emails to each other. It all started one day when I read a post of hers about how her older children are so far away and haven't met her younger ones. Her post touched me deeply as I could thoroughly identify with her situation.

The children that I raised have not expressed any interest in meeting their brother since we reunited. Like Sandra's situation, mine is a source of sadness for me, so, I told her so. I am not certain why I felt the urge to email her other than I felt like she could understand that particular part of my adoption saga as she had a somewhat similar situation. My raised children's lack of interest in their brother does not appear to be the norm, and I feel as though not many people understand what a source of pain it is for me. Her post seemed to indicate that she could and would know how it feels.

To Be Continued....................................