Well, in reality, that is life. Every decision we make, when several options are available to us, not only change our life paths, but kill myriad possible futures. Of course that has been the subject of movies, books and one of my favorite poems.
And it definitely is something I can see in my own life. What would have been my future if I hadn’t joined the Mormon Church, or attended BYU, or joined the Army, or got my Ph.D. in molecular biology. What would the future have been if we decided against adopting our daughter. Definitely not the reality of my life today. There are a thousands futures I could have had, but my decisions ended those possibilities.
The adoption process is this. On hyperdrive. We give our parameters and preferences (girl, 2-6), ending possible futures, good and bad and in between. We make choices and decisions early on that put us on paths that will not allow us to return to other roads.
But more than that is the matching process. Where the possible futures come more in focus. You see and learn about specific children. You submit you profiles and homestudy for them, only never to hear from the social worker, or to be refused. In the meantime, though you know you should try hard not to, you can envision a possible future with them in your home. You start to mentally prepare for such futures. And then those futures die.
Or then you match. You go to the disclosure meeting where you learn every detail about a child, as we did this past summer. You agonize over the decision, you gather more information, you delve deep into your imagination to see what possible futures taking this child into your home could bring. And then you kill that future, the imagined one that makes you decide it won’t work, and the real ones whatever they could have been.
It is all so intense and jarring. It was when we adopted Emma. The decisions and failed matches and then the loss of the first match. An look at the future that happened. One that I would not change for anything, at all.
So now we have another possible future. We have been matched with a child. Thursday we go to the disclosure meeting. Matching means that no other parents will be considered for the child and no other children for us, till we’ve been through the disclosure meeting, learned all we can about the child and made a decision to meet the child and have them placed in our home.
We can not help but think about what future this child will bring to our lives, what possible future we might bring to theirs. Or not. This future is more real than any before.
We’ll see where it leads.