I often speak and write in “we” terms because I look at life as something we are all in together. I do not want ANYONE to have to walk alone. “Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much.”
Christmas 2003. I will never forget it. My parents and I decided to switch things up that year. Instead of opening gifts in the morning we woke up on Christmas morning and went to feed the homeless through the afternoon. Afterwards we went to dinner at The Ritz Carlton and finished off the night opening presents in our cozy home in a little village just outside of Las Vegas.
Dear Birth Parents,
How are you? I miss you. I can only hope that you miss me too. Do you wonder what I’m doing? I wonder what you are doing everyday. I wonder what your personalities are like and what traits of mine are similar to yours. I have this goofy laugh that I’m sure….
People often envy kids adopted by uber famous celebrities such as Angelina Jolie and Sandra Bullock. It almost seems like winning the lottery. You weren’t born in to the family but you won the adoption lottery and now get to live a life of fame and fortune!! People don’t seem to realize that winning the adoption lottery means you first have to lose your biological family in one way or another.
Have you ever imagined yourself in a different life circumstance? Different people, different job, different place, different time? I know you have.
I took a moment to do that today.
I am adopted, but what if my fate had been different?
This is near and dear to my heart, the piece that started it all. This is my chapel talk from my senior year at Webb. The day I gave this talk was the first time since the day of my birth that I had my mom, dad, birth mom and birth dad all in one place at the same time. That will probably never happen again. Well….maybe on my wedding day if I’m lucky.
I wrote this when I was 17, in the middle of a mental breakdown, getting ready to graduate, and finally either brave enough or crazy enough to vocalize my feelings about being adopted in front of all 4 participating parental parties. This is when I seriously started working on understanding myself in terms of being an adopted kid and started to work towards understanding other adopted kids and adoption situations.
So, here it is….
CHAPEL TALK (2007)
You know what sucks about this? Beyond this child being a sexual predator at 12 years old, beyond that this child needs serious clinical help, beyond his victims, beyond the possible trauma he experienced that motivated such behavior.