This is the second in a series of guest posts in a series called “I Would Like You To Know”. In an attempt to create a space for people of all backgrounds, races, religions, creeds, ethnicites, genders, sexual orientations, disabilities, and socio-economic statuses I am seeking guest blog posts. If you would like to share your unique background, I would love to hear and share your story. Email me at Rachel[@]deletingtheadjectives.com with your name, a link to your blog, and a brief synopsis of your story with the title “As a _________ I would like you to know” in the subject box. You fill in the blank and the subsequently the gaps in our collective knowledge.
I would like you to know as an adoptee, I believe in the power of sharing stories. Let me explain.
My own adoption story is quite unique. At the age of three, I was adopted from Haiti and grew up in Vancouver, B.C. In the following years, my parents adopted four more children from Haiti. Growing up, I often felt that we were this band of misfits – an odd mash-up of five different children from five different families. Over time, I’ve come to appreciate how my adoption and following experiences made me deeper, more interesting – it made me a person with a pretty cool story.
Because of my extraordinary story, I love hearing other adoption stories. I instantly feel a common bond with someone who is adopted and a connection with parents who adopt. My fascination with adoption stories led me to start blogging. As one of my New Year’s Resolutions for 2014, I decided to commit a year to interviewing different people about their adoption stories. I posted the first interview on January 6th, and the feedback confirmed my belief that people want and need to hear stories to know they are not alone.
The couple waiting for a second adoption, the adoptee struggling with her identity, the husband who is now a father through adoption – these are all stories that I have had the privilege to share over the last few months. Our life stories encourage. They heal us. They connect us to strangers.
Although social media has brought us together, we sometimes live our lives in isolation behind screens. Facebook and Instagram allows us to offer others an edited and filtered view of our lives. But by becoming vulnerable and sharing our selves, we strip that away and say “Look at me! I’m struggling with this too. I know what it feels like.You are not alone.”
There were a few moments where I hesitated sharing some of my own adoption journey, especially the very personal Mother’s Day post. But ultimately, I shared what had been on my heart for a long time. It was absolutely liberating. So here I am, half way though a year of adoption stories. It has been one of the best decisions ever. Once the year is over, I don’t know what’s next. I do know that I will continue to read stories and encourage others to share theirs. It’s life-changing. Your story may not be an adoption story, but there is a reason why you have traveled the road you are on. So when you are ready, in whatever avenue you decide, I encourage you to share. Someone out there needs to hear your story.
Mariette Williams is a full time teacher, wife, and mother of two. She lives in South Florida, and she blogs at thosefourlittlewords.com.