My Adoption Story

Cris Cate     30 July 2024

I was three when I was adopted and I don't really remember much of what happened, it was all really a blur and I wish I remembered more, but I remember the kindness of all the mamas that cared for me and made me feel like I belonged. I am truly grateful to all of you all and play a major part in my life today!

Coming into Australia, I thought it was a new exciting trip with just different people who looked after me. I remember I really wanted a sister instead of a brother but instead of one I got two instead, which they definitely showed me who was boss, but I loved playing with them and taking care of them and being the best big sister, I could ever be.

Growing up and knowing that I'm adopted made me feel like I didn’t belong and would come to my mum and give her a hug and give me reassurance of who I am and that I am different but not too different, I read books by Todd Parr called The Family book and made me confident in who I was and accepted that God had a plan for me, As I’ve entered adulthood, I chose to start my life working in Early Childhood Education, where I can teach, help and grow the children in my care.

 
Seeing other children being adopted made me feel like a belonged somewhere and the Adoption Camps that my family would go on made me feel connected and understand that they’re people like me, who look like me and can’t remember my own language, which I am trying to learn more.

I know that some of you reading this is adopted and struggling with belonging and sharing my journey is such an honor to share. Know that you are not alone in this journey and to the wonderful mamas who cared for us for a time know that we love you so much and remember things that you taught us when we were growing up. To our amazing parents who chose us and loved us more than we could ever know, we love you so much even though we don’t say it often, thank you for holding us when we feel alone, thank you for the reassurance of knowing who we are and telling us that God loves us more than we know too.
 
Love,

Lea Walters