I’ve finished my first book in the Her Stories Memoir Challenge, and I’ll finish the second one tonight. This is an activity that’s supposed to be one book per month from January to April. (Do you think I’m too goal oriented?!)
At the moment I’m almost obsessed with the second book Identical Strangers. It is the story of identical twins who were adopted by different families and who were reunited as adults. In addition to the story of how they met and came to know each other, is a parallel theme of whether their genes or their environment played the greater part in forming the women that they became.
As an adoptee, I am extremely interested in this discussion. I can’t help but speculate as to whether my personality traits (both positive and negative) were inherited from my birth family, or if my adoptive family had more to do with shaping who I am today.
It’s an interesting thing to think about. Who would I be had I remained with my birth-mother and/or birth-father? Would there be a different person sitting here right now? Would my passions for books and writing still have been a part of who I am? Would I still have made the same choices I had made along the way, or would I have been wiser and been able to avoid some of the heartache along the way?
Since I have been fortunate enough to have connected with my birth family and to learn much of the history, I am able to recognize that some parts of my character must be due to the genes handed down to me by my family. At the same time, much of who I am I attribute to the family I grew up in.
It’s really a dilemma, and possibly not worth spending too much time speculating about. Still, I can’t help but wonder…..