Heroes
For some reason this morning, as I was getting ready for work, the word “hero” came to mind. Musta been something I read recently.
Anywho, I always find it amusing when people name actors as heroes. Actors? Musicians? These aren’t heroes. They’re just normal people, like you and I, who have a job that they go to on a regular basis, and make tons of money doing it. Sometimes they give to charities. Most of the time, they’re just dysfunctional human beings, trying to be as happy as they can—just like the rest of us.
Heroes are people who have gone above and beyond, who sacrifice worldly goods, or go to extremes to save someone, or give their lives for others.
Heroes are also us…..the adoptees of the world. Who else is disconnected from their primal bond, handed over to a complete stranger, and for transracial adoptees, plunked down into a community that doesn’t look like them at all? And we SURVIVE, or at least most of us do. Some of us don’t; some of us make the ultimate sacrifice and end up in a family that is abusive or worse, like the family of 4 who were killed by their adoptive father recently.
To all of my adoptee heroes, I wish you well, I wish you love.
