I hate making excuses. I feel so lame when I do. I also hate the fact that I haven’t been courageous enough in the last couple of weeks to sacrifice time to write. But I’ll put the hate aside for now.
Make time for your passions, or they will make time for themselves. I know if I don’t start writing soon, I’ll blow off papers and exams later on to do so.
Here’s a different flavor of blogging for you. My friend Ababa is doing a project on adoption and interviewed me. For those of you who do not know… I was adopted.
Here’s the transcript. I don’t really know what you’ll do with it but I guess this is a chance for me to open up to my readers a bit. It was also cool just to see what my thoughts on the subject were– I think I surprised myself.
Ababa: How old were you when you were adopted? And when did you find out that you were adopted?
Me: I was about 6 years old and I guess I found out the day I was adopted.
Ababa: Did the thought of wanting to meet your biological parents ever come to mind?
Me: Yes, the thought has come to mind though I wouldn’t consider it a recurring desire.
Ababa: Do you ever wonder if you have any siblings?
Me: I have a half brother who is still in Vietnam. He’s about seven years older than me and I have never met him.
Ababa: Do you feel that you being adopted ever effected your psychological or emotional development?
Me: That’s a though question since I have no experience with the alternative. I would assume, however, that a having a full(er) understanding of familial (and general human) brokenness and also loving redemption played out by my adoptive parents were huge roles in shaping the character of who I am today. So I think to answer your question, it did not effect my psychological or emotional development… it DEFINED my psychological and emotional development.
Ababa: As an adopted child do you have any advice to give to a perspective adoptive parent?
Me: [chuckle] Advice? Well I wasn’t in the position of adopting children and I’m not in one now… but I can give you thoughts from a person who experienced the effects of adoption:
Love, and love hard. I feel all people who have the financial means should be adopting children. You, as a financially blessed person, had absolutely no say in being brought into the position of blessing you are in right now. Sure, you may have worked hard but you certainly didn’t choose when and where and to whom you were born.
Humble yourself, and understand that the children who are born into poverty and death do not have that choice either.
Believe that your love can redeem a child from the life of suffering that may lay ahead of them.
Exercise your privilege to save a life.