Sunday, February 4, 2007

The beginning

I chose to examine the life of a child in terms of love and sexuality. This hidden world of innocence and naivety is so interesting to me.

From the time a child is born, it is taught to love, by the love it receives. If the child is received as all children should be, it is told how much "I love you." The exact moment a mother begins to love her child is transient- whether it be at conception, acceptance, or birth.

A human creation is one to be loved and respected. I believe the almighty power required to assemble such a being is to be revered. Just to know that such a life has developed inside your body is to know that you have no choice but to love.

To be realistic, the ultimate idea of loving a child from conception is hard to relate to everyone. Sometimes, a child is given up for adoption to another loving parent or separate union, or even shared by three parents- involving a step parent. But, to be given an official home is in the most minute of circumstance, acceptance. Here, again, this love develops-- at whichever rate one can imagine.

I think that those of us whom were born to our two parents, and given a home immediately are incredibly lucky, yet few. And, those who are found by parents who love are incredibly blessed. My room-mate last year was an adopted child, whom has never met her original birth mother, nor has the desire to. Her mother had her at sixteen, and gave her up to adoption as an outlet to being unprepared for childcare.

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