normalcy

I'm not sure where the memory came from, but it is definitely in my mind tonight.

I remember waiting for Germany in the office's waiting room - looking at magazines.

She came out shortly after - got her drink ready as she always had prior to our session. She saw that I was reading a magazine with the cover topic of adoption. She mentioned that she saw it earlier and thought I would grab it up and read it.

She didn't say it sarcastically. She didn't say it with mean intentions. She said it as innocently and harmless as possible. She knew the dreams I held in my heart. She didn't see me for the mistakes I had made. She didn't see me as the adoption scammer that I once was ... she treated me normally. She treated me as a human being - as I had never made the mistakes I had.

To have her in my life - to have that consistent normalcy has helped me in my healing and recovery. The memories of those times continue to do a great deal of good in my life. I'm able to hold onto a piece of that ... and bring it into my everyday life.