Adoption

Recently in class we have been discussing how our parents pass down certain traits to us through our genes and how our environment affects this. This whole thing has made me think a lot about myself and who I am. I am personally adopted when I was only a few weeks old. I wonder how much I am like my biological parents and how different I would be if I lived with them still. My mom was only 13 years old when he had me. I can’t even imagine being raised by someone that young. Just that fact makes me think that I would have to be different from who I am now if I were raised by my biological mom. Because I was adopted I was able to be given everything I needed and deserved while I grew up while I think this would have been a lot harder had I stayed with my biological mom.

I also wonder how much I am like my parents. I know I got a lot of my looks from my dad, especially my dimples, from the pictures I have seen. But I mean personality wise. In the book it said that an adoptive family doesn’t really affect who I person becomes and this simply makes me wonder where some of my traits are from. Someday I hope I will be given the opportunity to find out, although that seems doubtful.