Hey there,
See, I'm hopeless at the discipline of writing... but as a wise friend, with impeccably white tennis shoes, once encouraged me (thanks Duncan Mok) that I should write when I feel like I've got something to say, however often that happens - or not.
Last week I tried to write something about the Australian Senate's inquiry into forced adoption's final report (geez, that's catchy) but I couldn't - it was too fresh, too horrifying, too... new. I hadn't let it marinate.
That got me thinking about how hard it is just to do ONE THING - even now, you're probably reading this at work, with something else on your screen, or with the TV on, or on your phone on the train... or something else going on. Heck, the tv is on right now, while I'm writing.
So anyway, I'm not sure that I have any half formed thoughts about the Senate report into forced adoption just yet, but I am not the angry (there's an understatement), flustered, horrified, sad, ashamed (for the process) girl I was last week. At least, they aren't my uppermost reactions.
I could hardly breathe when I first read some of that report, let alone commit my initial responses to a blog. In fact, the report's currently out of sight in my trusty IKEA ottoman.
If you want to check it out, you can find it here Senate report into forced adoption February 2012
The point? Maybe there isn't one yet - and that's okay. Things take time, and even though 48 hours ago nobody knew what the heck Kony 2012 was and now everyone seems to - the problem isn't solved and won't be in the next 24 hours, days or weeks.
I do want to post about my responses to the report. I think I am uniquely positioned to respond to it, and I also think that my responses could be insightful, even helpful, to those of you who know someone who's adopted, or have some kind of connection to this 'social policy' that was so prevalent in our not-too-distant past. And I definitely think that processing my responses here will help me wade through how I feel.
Not yet though, I'm still marinating.
Cheers,
Annette
