I was having a conversation last week with my husband about how decisions made before I was born influenced the person I am today. It was crazy to think about how a decision my mother made in 1971 was what brought her to Canada and had my father follow her a year later. A couple years after that, they adopted me.
It made me think about how different my life could have been if I wasn’t raised by the people who raised me. There’s so much data about there about nature versus nurture, and I believe that I am the person I am today thanks to the people who raised me more so than my biological parents. While I may have my biological parents DNA, I spent the majority of my first 29 years with the people who raised me.
I started thinking about where I would have ended up if my parents hadn’t adopted me. Would I have been exposed to the same opportunities that would allow me to get two degrees, would I have made the same friends, would I have met and fallen in love with my husband? It’s crazy the rabbit hole you can find yourself in when you start to think too hard about something, isn’t it? ?
I think my conclusion after the journey down my latest rabbit hole is that I am grateful for it all. Everything that has brought me to where I am today, fractured ankle and all, has brought me to where I am today and I’m grateful for it all. It’s also made me think that it’s amazing how one decision can change the trajectory of your life. ♥
I’m looking forward to seeing where the rest of the journey takes me. I know that if there’s ever a time where I’m not happy with where I am, I can make a decision that can change the path of the journey, and that gives me comfort.