I was a baby, just
shy of 5 months old when I first landed in America to two loving parents who
were ready to care for their newest addition.
There are many stories that my parents and family have told me about the
first time they met their bundle of joy.
I always joke that a really big stork did end up dropping me off. My family, including many aunts, uncles,
grandparents, and cousins, opened their hearts and were ready for my parent’s
journey of caring for this new little girl.
Growing up I never will forget the long summers spent with my cousins at
grandma’s house. Never being treated any
different, I was special to each of them, not because I was adopted but because
I was a part of the family.
It was about first
grade when I started to become educated on being adopted. My parents never kept it a secret from me,
and the journey I've been on along the way I have learned so much about my
culture. My parents gave me opportunity
something that I’m unsure if I would have had in Korea. Especially with the stories I've heard, back
then babies were abandoned at hospitals on steps of police stations, with no
safety at all.
There are many things that I've looked back over the course
of my life that I realize that I would not have been able to have if I were not
blessed by being adopted; the smallest things like food, clothes, and what some
call the American Dream, “Freedom,” things
that many of us here in America don’t realize and may take for granted. I was lucky enough that someone wanted me,
that a family wanted me. I wasn't going to die early from malnutrition or not
have the proper education that I needed.

My goals here are different then what they may have been in
Korea. I have been able to go to school
and further my education, I have been able to work at a job where I can show my
compassion and my love and pass along my gifts to others. It is amazing the small things that we, me
included take for granted at times.
Without the choice of adoption, I would not be here and that is a fact. I wouldn’t have the right to choose, I
wouldn’t have felt love the way I have today, I would not be the person I am
today and for that I am thankful.
I've contemplated in the last year finding my birth parents, and I know the road will be a long one with many twists and turns but sometimes you can never figure out where you are going unless you know where you are from. I have always wondered looking up at the sky at night, does she think of me, or wonder how I am doing? My biggest fear is if she even remembers me. With the support of my loved ones, I know it will be a great reward and worth the risk!
Love this and love you!!
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