As the adopted son of a lesbian couple, I must say that I never had an overwhelming desire to meet my birth mother. As a child, my moms would ask me if I ever wanted to meet her. I always replied that I didn't; I was genuinely indifferent. I grew up with a lot of love in a stable household. I never sought escape.
However, it has now been many years that I have known not only my biological mother, but my fully intact biological family: mother, father, and two full-brothers. It has been a rewarding, humbling, and extraordinary experience. I now witness the nuclear family I never had (though never longed for). We have an excellent, dynamic, loving relationship.
What it has done for me, though, is give me a fuller sense of gratitude and appreciation for the upbringing I did have and the family I still have—my family. I was and am a fortunate son. Now that I have two families (well, even more than that), I am blessed with that much more.
My experiences could have been different, of course. The factors involved were organic and can't be duplicated. That being said, I feel that my 'nature vs. nurture' story has the support of social/environmental and biological determinists alike. But I'm not at all determined to discover the cause: I am investing who I have become—with my families on board—into the future.
Bravo and bonne chance to all the family-benders out there.
The Assisted Human Reproduction Act is discriminatory and should be revoked!
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