As her child, in the deep loss, I would have loved to have a timeless memory that she’d created for me. Something I could hold in my hands and remember the values and beliefs she held dear.
I’m sure she wondered with an attachment disordered kid what I would say about her effectiveness in parenting. Would I ever say she was a loving mom?
This young man represents all the adopted and foster kids, teens, and adults who have been diagnosed with RAD. It is not his fault that he was removed from the care of his first family and placed in the care of other parents who were insecure in their ability to nurture such a child. Sherrie does a rant and then reminds fellow sufferers of a truth that will anchor them for life.
But, this crummy fear consumes, engulfs, surrounds, and ties our tongues. It condemns beautiful personalities, prompts self-protection at any level, and requires all dangers to disappear. It thrives on isolation and multiples with broken promises. It cripples authenticity and encourages sickness.