On a high horse –

Sure, it’s precarious up here. You never know if you could be knocked off by a new thought, someone else’s perspective, scientific fact (i.e., flat vs. round earth, Nazis, anything Suzanne Sommers says). A personal or emotional stake in a given issue usually drives the high horse phenomena.

It’s been fun reading the John Lennon interview I downloaded on Kindle. It was conducted the month before he was killed and is a poignant record of that time in he and Yoko’s life. I thought he was the bee’s knees. I remember where I was when I heard he was dead.

That said I have a bone to pick with dead John Lennon. He talks about he and Yoko planning to have Sean. He explains it as “wanting a child that was our child as opposed to a child. Some people want a child, which I admire, too, people who have that generalized love. But, we wanted a child…. a product of our love.”

When he talks about some people he is referring to people who adopt. You know the ninny’s who are capable of the substandard generalized love. Hey, dead John Lennon – how could the guy who wrote Imagine not imagine adoptive love is just as spectacular as any other love?

I am not against old school procreation – whatever gets you through the night. But, sperm and egg don’t have love they have DNA. And, DNA is really only important if you are a member of a royal family.  And, as we know that doesn’t have to have anything to do with love.

I think adoption makes God, Allah, Budda, the Great Mystery or the big nothingness void bumped it up a notch. Sperm and egg make baby and then baby or child floats in the unknown until they meet up with their parents.

I know single parents and friends who have used sperm donors. How their kids got here seems just as magical to me. The product of one person’s love is just as powerful as two people. Love is all you need.

This I know – we were meant to have T. and he was meant to have us.  Does that make T. a product of our love? He is in the sense I wouldn’t be a on this particular adventure with anyone but Ward. But, can’t he just be our kid?

We have been asked if we will adopt more kids and what do we want. We do want more kids and my response is always “I want a kid.” (Although, I wouldn’t mind if they were old enough to really clean not just pretend to.)

A kid is awesome enough for us generalized lovers of humanity.

 

All you need is love, all you need is love,

All you need is love, love, love is all you need.

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.

All you need is love, all you need is love,

All you need is love, love, love is all you need.

This entry was posted in Adopting, Advocacy, By Notatypicalmom, Marriage, Parenting, Rants by Kari Wagner-Peck. Bookmark the permalink.

About Kari Wagner-Peck

Kari Wagner-Peck lives with her husband and son in Maine. She is a blogger, writer & social justice storyteller who unschools with her son. She also has a M.S.W. and was at various times a practicing social worker, documentary videographer and film festival director She is the author of Not Always Happy: An Unusual Parenting Journey, May, 2017, Central Recovery Press. She has been published at The New York Times, The Huffington Post, The Good Men Project, The Sydney Morning Herald, Parents, BLOOM and Love That Max among others. Follow her on Twitter @atypicalson and like her at Not Always Happy Facebook page. Email her: atypicalson@gmail.com

3 thoughts on “On a high horse –

  1. adoption=love, the love between you & ward is what brought this boy to you. my sister adopted my niece, she loved her before she knew her-we all did.
    you are truly wonderful parents.

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