I want my children to know it’s natural to think about, talk about, and fantasize about their first mother. I mean, I do; why shouldn’t they?
Walking home from my children’s joint birthday party last month, together they were holding one giant red balloon. My daughter was talking about how they would take turns playing with it, when my son turned to me and said, “Mama, I think we should send it to Lee.”
“Honey, I think that’s a wonderful idea. I’m sure she is thinking of you today, and it would be nice for her to know that we’re thinking about her too.”
To my daughter I asked, “What do you think? Should we send the balloon to Lee?”
“You mean in Korea?”
“Yes.”
It’s important to note my daughter has a big attachment to balloons, and I didn’t know how well this idea of letting the balloon go would sit with her. But she considered it for a moment, then looked at me and said, “Okay.”
I got out the camera and documented the entire event. I’ll send the photos off to our agency in Seoul for them to put into our file. So that one day, if Lee returns to find out how her babies are doing, she will see that they are beautiful, strong, healthy, loved, and thinking of her on their birthday.
Well anyway … that was my fantasy.
