Second, get to work on your submissions for Pieces Of Reunion. A chance to tell your story, and get published, why wouldn’t you?
Now, what have I been up to?
I don’t even know where to begin. Let’s just say that the next few months are going to bring a lot of changes for me. Good changes, I hope.
But one thing is never going to change, I’ll always be adopted. I can change my shirt, my hair color, my religious affiliation, my status on Facebook, but I can’t change that.
Some folks seem to think that they can deal with all the adoption shit and move on. The thing is dealing with it doesn’t change it, it just gives you a different perspective.
I’ve been thinking a lot about change lately. Events beyond my control have forced me to to. By no decision of my own, my life is going through a major rearrangement. I wouldn’t have chosen this right now. I would have been just as happy to continue as I was, for at least a while.
I knew things would have to change eventually. It just never seemed like a good time. But changes never seem to happen in good times, and because times are bad, I’m out of a job that I’ve held for over 20 years.
I never meant to stay there this long, when I started I thought I’d be out of there in less than 6 months. It’s complicated, and it involves my adoptive family, and I couldn’t explain it in less than 100,000 words. Let’s just say the whole situation of late has left me feeling very adopted.
But, I’m OK with it. I’m unsure, nervous, but not devastated or paralyzed. I’ve no choice but to roll with it. I wonder if some of this feeling of acceptance has something to do with being adopted.
My life has been subject to change from the very beginning. I was born into one family, and through circumstances beyond my control I was given to another. That’s as big a change as I can imagine. I don’t think that being too young to remember this kept me from learning from it. What are adoptee issues but the universe telling you that some adaption is in order?
As adoptees we are hyper vigilant, always looking out for something that’s different, something that’s changed. But just because we are aware of changes doesn’t me we have problems reacting to those changes.
I’ve seen adoptees handle life changing experiences almost as if their plans for lunch had been canceled. I suppose once you take away someone’s identity, they figure they can handle just about anything. Not to say any of these changes are easy for us, I just wonder if many of us have developed mechanisms for dealing with change, through our experiences.
Maybe I’ll get through this alright, maybe I won’t. But I know it will be the circumstances the event brings on, not the event itself, that cause any future breakdowns. That may seem like a slim distinction, but it’s not. I don’t fear change. I’m OK with uncertainty. I expect it.
So I’m off to adapting again. I’ll figure it out. I’ll probably subject you to a lot of my figuring it. I have learned that I’m not alone. That’s been a lot of my adaption of the last few years.
I have over 20 years experience in retail, and over 40 as a bastard. The job market should be my oyster, huh?
Stay tuned, this could get interesting.