Monthly Archives: June 2012

An Adoption Tale: Part Two

Throughout my childhood, I don’t think I ever really thought too much about finding my biological parents, probably because I knew at that time I couldn’t do anything about it anyway. That doesn’t mean I didn’t think about them though. I always wondered things. What did they look like? Did I look like them? What part of my genetic make up came from each of them? Would my personality be anything like them? I would especially think about such questions when I heard my friends at school talking about what they had inherited from their parents, whether positive or negative!

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The Little Things

It’s the little things that make the world go around. Such a cliche but actually there really is truth in it.

I tend to notice the little things anyway but this week has been crammed with little things, which is rather ironic as it’s been a week filled to the brim with ‘stuff’, where at times I feel like I’ve had to remind myself even to breathe, where I’ve found myself just wishing there was one more hour in the day so I could just get a few more things done as well as wishing for another two hours in the night so I can catch up on some much needed sleep!

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Music. The food of love? Well according to Shakespeare maybe. To me? The food of all emotion full-stop, including love!

I’ve always loved music. Probably one of the biggest influences whilst growing up has been my dad and although we may not have generally shared many of the same tastes, he’s taught me a lot and I’m certain that’s been part of the reason music has had, and still has such an effect on me. He plays the drums and used to play in a jazz band with my great aunt, who is an impressive pianist. I started playing the piano when I was about 7 years old through to being a teenager and for a couple of years also played the flute. I remember going to visit my grandparents and great aunt and uncle and sitting at her piano playing the pieces I’d been learning for pleasure and some for music exams. She’d then play and I’d watch in awe as her fingers danced over the keys!

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Bringing Life

I’m vulnerable and carrying a fair amount of fear in writing this blog. But it’s time. My blogs have all very much been prompted by God and this one is no exception. It’s just a lot more daunting to share now, at this point than any of the others. And while I’ve been writing it for the last six months, though God may be telling me I’m ready, I don’t feel ready. But I do have total trust in Him.

The other life journey I’m currently writing up is the story of my adoption and finding my biological parents but that journey is easy to write because I know how it all works out and that it has a happy ending. I’m writing it up from the position of having it all neatly wrapped and tied up in a beautiful bow. That’s not to say it wasn’t a hard, terrifying journey at the time filled with ups and downs and difficulties. But I’m on the other side and the grass is green.

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