Little Things

Part of me wants to look at meeting my birthmother as one big science experiment. Nature vs. Nurture. Really, it's a perfect case study for an adopted child.

But meeting Kathy is more than an experiment.

I've never really had to wonder why Kathy "gave me up." She was not in a position in her life where she could take care of a child. She wanted to give me opportunities that she could not give me directly. So, she chose adoption, and she chose an excellent and responsible pair of parents to do it. From what I've heard, the first thing most adopted children ask their birthmother is "why?". I'm really lucky that I don't have to ask that question.

The things I do wonder about are the little things.

I wonder whether or not she wears glasses. What her favourite colour is. What type of music she listens to. If she's always the one planning and organising events with her friends. If she worries as much as I do. If her favourite time of day is when the entire rest of the world is asleep and all is quiet.

I could have gotten my near-nocturnal lifestyle and music taste easily from my father. I could have gotten the planning and the organising from my mother. But these little things make me wonder--is it nature or nurture?