Starting a blog has been on my mind for a very long time. My mind’s thinking has been filled with fears and excitement, doubt and hope.
Writing is something that has always been part of who I am. From my youngest years, if I had to say something important, I would write. I would leave notes. I would write in journals. I would even write notes to my cat so she would know I was coming home after school to play with her. I always wondered if these notes helped her feel secure while I was away.
Starting has been harder for me. I am a deep thinker, and I am also a ‘over-thinker.’ I have been over-thinking about THIS blog since February 1, 2017. I am an adopted person. An adoptee, which is a term used by those who have been adopted to identify themselves in the adoption triad. (Triad = adoptee, adoptive parents and birth mother / father / family)
The adoption community uses this symbol to represent the triad.
I have spent almost 25 years searching for my birth mother. I thought of her every day of my life. Everyday. Many times a day. Would she know me if we ever ran into each other on the street? Would I look like her? Would she think of me on my birthday?
I would never have been able to find my life’s starting story without a simple DNA test from Ancestry.com. I never could have imagined that a vile of my saliva would bring me to my roots, my history, my genetic make up and to my birth family. It truly is a miracle.
My hope is that through this blog, I will be able to share my adoption story. There are no coincidences ~ #nocoincidences I have faith in God and know He planned my life’s roadmap; it is up to me to follow, explore and love the life I have been gifted.