How Does It Feel to Be Adopted?…and various other answers to questions that inquiring minds want to know…
I had a friend ask me to share with her “my adoption story”, she wanted to know & thought others might be interested as well…which makes me smile…
I’ve never given it much thought….because it doesn’t seem to be much of a story to me. It’s just…my life…nothing particularly amazing here. But REALLY it IS amazing, when I take a minute to reflect….but we’ll get to that in a minute…
So to answer her ?
This is the best I remember as told to me through the years from my mom & dad. I haven’t been told the story in over 20 years, so I might not have all my facts straight. My parent’s, Delbert & Carol Freeman & my sister Debbie(who was a pretty, blonde hair & blue eyed 2 year old girl & quite the center of attention on the other side of the world), were stationed in Taiwan(there used to be an Air Force Base there). They wanted to add to their beautiful family & decided to do so through adoption. Upon arriving at the adoption agency they said to my dad, “Since you already have a girl, I’m SURE you want a BOY right?” To which he replied, “NO! Boys are nasty, I know…I was one!” They told him there was a girl available, but they would have to get right on a plane & get her then. So off they went to get ME! But…as they were in the air, mom could tell the plane was turning around. I don’t remember why, but they had to go back & take another flight to the little town of Hualien in Taiwan http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hualien_County Their flight was either cancelled or delayed twice. Once in Hualien, they saw this 3 day old, big headed baby girl. Mom says that I was bundled up in blankets, and as she unwrapped, and unwrapped, AND UNWRAPPED…they found a little shriveled up body. Born 6 weeks premature, breach birth & jaundice….to a little 16 year old, unwed teenager. They immediately took me back to the base, where the Dr scolded my parents for taking me out of the incubator…onto an airplane….to bring me there! Then he found out that I had never been in an incubator, and told them that they probably saved my life!
That was just the beginning of my wonderful, blessed life with my amazing family! I love having a physical example of the new life we have when we are adopted into the family of God! We take on the new family name of Jesus & receive the same benefits as the rest of the family! I do enjoy thinking of how different my life was because of being adopted into a new way of living, how they gave me a wonderful LIFE compared to what I’m sure my life would have been like otherwise. Almost 40 years ago, a child born out of wed lock in Taiwan was quite the disgrace! I love the way the Lord leads & guides our lives to bring us to fulfill our divine purpose on this earth! It’s true…the old…what you would have been is gone forever! You are new in Christ! I like the fact that He brought me from the other side of the world and entwined my life with you, my friends & family from all over America, and brought me to my NOW…here in Clanton, AL!….and I am glad that Mrs. Weir asked me about my story, so I could reminisce & think of the WONDER and greatness of our Heavenly Father! Thank you!
TOP QUESTIONS or Comments I’ve heard through the years…and I honestly don’t mind answering them…so when you read this picture me with a smile on my face:
-How does it feel to be adopted? It doesn’t feel like anything. I was a baby. It is what I’ve always known.
-How old were you when you were adopted? 3 days old
-Did your parent’s have to teach you how to speak English?….as in…didn’t you automatically speak Chinese when you started saying your first words? REALLY…I don’t think I’m even going to answer this one….
-You speak such GOOOOOOOOD ENGLISH! Thank you, I try.
-Can you speak Chinese? Yes. I can count to 10 in Chinese & can name most dishes on the menu at your local Chinese restaurant(I was a waitress at a Chinese restaurant for a short time right out of high school…not a very good one either…but I DID look the part)
-What are you? A person…a child of the MOST HIGH KING! Oh, OK that’s not what you meant was it? I was born in Taiwan…which makes me Chinese…I think.
-Do you want to find your REAL MOM? No…I already did. Your real parents are those that love you & raise you. But I have entertained the thought of finding my birth mother briefly, only to let her know that I appreciate what she did & that I am happy & blessed. If I were in her shoes, I would want to have that peace. My mom did meet my birth mother once(she had freckles like me). My mom prayed that the Lord would send someone to her to lead her to Christ. I feel confident that I will meet her in heaven someday.
-YES…I DO wonder who I look like & if I have little brothers & sisters…but honestly never think about it unless someone asks.
-Did your parent’s tell you that you were adopted? Did you know? How did you find out? hmmmm….have you seen a family picture? I don’t think they could have kept it a secret, even if they wanted to!
….and I KNOW! I look like Connie Chung, Kristi Yamaguchi, Pocahontas, Winnie off the Wonder Years, Michelle Kwan…and any other olive skinned, almond eyes, black hair person/character you have ever seen…
Do I wish I had grown up in Taiwan? What….and missed out on all the finger pointing, push your eyes up with your pointer fingers, chinese imitating noises as I walk by, chinese people jokes(uh-oh….you forgot I was CHINESE when you told that one huh?) No, not at all. I think all that made me the caring, compassionate, looking for the true beauty that is shining from the inside….person that I am today.
I feel this sounds somewhat bitter…but honestly…I am not. I was hurt when I was a kid, but I have found that the Lord heals the broken hearted. Don’t most of us have some kind of hurt in our past that we have to purposely give to the Lord? When the pain, anxiety, or feelings start to come back…you have to remind yourself….NO, I gave that bag of hurt with all it’s needles of poison sticking out to the Lord & he destroyed it. He lovingly gave his peace, joy & love in return….that is the only package I receive. The gift of His Love! He’s such a good daddy!
What seems to be a mistake, a burden, a problem intended by the devil to destroy lives…(from the scared teenage girl who had made a mistake, the baby that seemed to be a burden(me)…to the hurtful things said by unlearned immature people)….when given to the Lord, he makes something beautiful instead. What was designed to destroy often becomes the ministry that becomes your passion. The joy that fills your life!
Building & valuing people…Loving them with the Love of our Amazing Heavenly Father!
That is the ministry that is dearest to my heart.
…that’s my story…and I’m sticking to it!
LOVE U ALL!!!
2010~Our family at my sister’s wedding ❤