Someone asked me why I liked being adopted. It’s a good question, but I really hate this question because I don’t have an answer. On my other blog, I wrote a post about “The Other Side.” The other side, for me, is the group of Korean adoptees who are adamantly against Korean adoption. My position is simple and I’ve said it before. I would rather that Korean children be adopted in Korea, but until that is possible, I have nothing against Korean children being adopted outside the country. Obviously, I don’t have an issue or I wouldn’t have adopted my son.

Link: The Other Side

I was really relieved when a Korean adoptee commented to my post that she agreed with me and understood where I was coming from. I had begun to feel like I had grown up in a little bubble and that the Korean adoptees that I had known growing up were just as much an anomaly as I was.

Unfortunately, I still don’t have an answer to the question. In my post, I wrote:

A part of me thinks that I should know this answer. I lived it. I should know why I embraced adoption as a fact of my life and why I am fine with who I came to be. If I knew this answer then I could guide my son in the same direction…right? The mystery would be gone. Yet here I stand (or sit) and I don’t have the answer. I lived it and I don’t have a clue how I got here.

Once again, I am searching for that magic booklet that lays out the best way to raise a Korean adoptee. If you ask my parents how they raised two Korean adoptees who are pretty happy with their lot in life, they can’t really lay it out in bullet points either. The fact is that I’ve known Korean adoptees that were raised a lot like me and they turned out very differently. So, I think its back to the drawing board – my very blank drawing board.

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