I’ve never considered myself to be a writer, but when I read the stories in Speaking Your Truth Volume 1 there were many that resonated with me and I got inspired to give it a shot.
Through talking with Lisa, I realized that I do have several great experiences to share, and she helped convince me I could come up with something to write about.
I had a few ideas I was tossing around and spent some time talking through them with Lisa and a couple of other friends. When she mentioned that she didn’t have any chapters on adoption, I decided that I would chose that as my topic. I blocked a half day on a Saturday to write and went to a coffee shop with a friend who also wrote a chapter in this book and we cranked them both out together.
I thought this might be therapeutic, cathartic somehow, to write about a topic that I don’t really talk about much. I figured I would break down, cry, get it all out kind of thing, but as I was full on into my story I was just remembering some great stuff about my childhood, and kept thinking about the strange turn of events that led to me landing in the family, the home, the small town in Illinois that helped form who I am today. I just kept feeling this overwhelming sense of gratitude.
I’ve always considered myself lucky, but this was a set up before I was even born. These fortunate set of circumstances landed me in the right place at the right time and it has never crossed my mind that this could be a random set of events. I know I grew up where I was supposed to grow up and I know I was set up for success from the very beginning.
I wrestled with some more involved titles for the chapter but I kept coming back to “Fortunate Life” because of the double meaning for me. Fortunate that I was not aborted like many unplanned pregnancies, and fortunate that I ended up with loving, caring parents right out of the gate. I was only in the hospital for 5 days and then went straight home with my adopted family. Continue reading →