I was born twice: once, on April 19, 1984 to a 15-year-old Colombian girl somewhere on the outskirts of Bogota, and then again 20 months later, in the International Arrivals terminal of a snow-capped Laguardia Airport, touching down between Riker’s Island of Mystery and the Botanical Gardens of Promise .
With these words, I invite you to join me on a genetic journey. My name is Caitlin Woodstock and I am a thirty-three-year-old adoptee. Over the course of my life, I have habitually filled the gaps of my history with fiction and fantasy. I am the college graduate, hopelessly using Colgate toothpaste to patch the sundry nail holes that were peppering my dormitory walls before moving out and into the real world.
As an adoptee, the surge in popularity of services such as “ancestry.com” and “23andMe” have led me to a precipice. I stand on the cliff’s edge of my identity and gaze down into the void. This is my first metaphorical, spiritual, and emotional B.A.S.E. jump… and I am not even sure I know how to deploy my parachute.
Dive with me into the caverns of the undiscovered parts of myself. From the first spit swab to the great reveal, I summon any and all to witness my biological leap into a past unknown. Over the course of the next several weeks, through words and art, I will share this process… the highs, the lows, and the unexpected. Bear witness as I turn the key on the twenty-three little locks that have held secret so many parts of myself… until now.
Written by Caitlin Woodstock, Clinical Intern
Boston Post Adoption Resources