On June 1, 2018 Rebekah Henson published an important thread on Twitter critiquing the hashtags #FamiliesBelongTogether and #Ke...
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
I also met my first father for the first time. Actually, it was the first time I met someone I was biologically related to. How cool is that? For the first time, I saw my own features in someone else. And we're a lot a like personality-wise. And we have some of the same mannerisms. We both talk with our hands. It may sound silly to people who have always known where they come from, but to someone who had no clue, the talking with the hands thing was huge.
Some not so great things happened too. My adoptive mother's health took a turn. My first father ended our reunion only to change his mind a week later, which I wasn't having. And I had to move away from my boyfriend to help out at home. But c'est la vie.
I think we need to take the bad with the good. Besides, rainy days make the sunny days seem that much brighter. And it means that I love the idea of a new year. Because with the new year brings a new beginning. It's a whole new world out there as far as I'm concerned. This is going to be my year. I know where I came from now. I've been through hell and survived. I know it won't all be roses and butterflies. Who wants that? But I know that no matter what, I'm going to make it through. I may even have some fun along the way!
So I'm turning the page. I won't forget 2011, that's for sure. But I can't wait to see what the next chapter brings! Happy New Year!