For those of you who don't know, I'm adopted. Which for me means my life is completely normal...except everyone once in awhile I want to know more. I'm very comfortable with who I am, but sometimes I would like to know if I look like either of my birth parents, if we share the same quirks or even if our values are the same.
I have to admit it bothers me to know there are people out there who believe I have no right to know where I came from. To think that circumstances that occurred before I was ever born is the reason I deserve no answers, a sigh on the other line when I request non-identifying information, or my personal favorite "your lucky to be here" response. Its sad to think that a heritage is something people take for granted to the point they don't believe others are entitled to it.
Just for kicks: Baby Girl born West Palm Beach, Florida 1984
If your out there, feel free to leave a comment
1 comment:
Linked here from Eileen's site.
I have several in my family and close circle of friends who are adpoted. Some accept it and love where they are. Other's search for their past. In one family, different adopted siblings even approach this differently - one is searching now and the other asking, "What for?" I think it is up to the individual to decide for himself or herself. Not being adopted, I can't imagine all the possible thoughts, but your post raised some of them. Good thoughts and well written.
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