“Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today and creates a vision for tomorrow.” – Melody Beattie
NOTE FROM ELAINE: I’m happy to announce that my novel Murder at Red Mesa was just accepted by Pocol Press. (Protagonist Clara Jordan is an adoptee searching for her roots.) Launch date TBA. Because of preparing the book for publication, I’ll be taking a brief blog-cation, occasionally republishing posts from the past. This post contains a message that’s always relevant. Enjoy!
Three years have passed since the publication of The Goodbye Baby-A Diary about Adoption. My memoir comprises diary entries from years of dwelling on unanswered questions about my adoption. Most of those questions have been answered; now I am free to live my life. This journey—writing the book—has opened up a multitude of insights. The weekly blog posts I’m committed to writing has deepened my tolerance and understanding of not only my adoptee status but of the personal issues of friends and family members.
I feel that I’m traveling an entirely new highway, going from overcast skies to wide open sunny plains. The secrecy that surrounded my adoption caused weary decades of self-doubt and recrimination. The lack of a family tree that was authentically mine felt like a character flaw. Being an adoptee and the insecurities attached to that label defined, at least to myself, who I was.
Finally it seems possible to turn problems into opportunities. Of all the insights gained, perhaps the most stunning is this: growing up as an adoptee was the source of my problems but, paradoxically, the springboard of my success.
Through the Internet’s vast, far-reaching adoption community, I’ve met adoptees young and old, birthparents, adoptive parents, couples wanting to adopt, and people who care about adoption issues. Seeing the “land of adoption” with a wide-angle camera has opened up a new landscape.
Its been said that eighty percent of our information comes through our eyes. Since accepting the past and steadfastly refusing to stay mired in it, I’ve gained a new appreciation for the beauty all around us. I’m fortunate to live in northern New Mexico’s high desert country, a land of astonishingly beautiful sunsets, the Rocky Mountain foothills, majestic forests and scenic plains.
Sometimes all that’s needed is to spend less time “over-thinking”—a notorious flaw of adult adoptees I’ve met—and more time simply really looking at the world.This is a step toward discovering the fullness of your life. BEING HERE is a gift.