Watching “This Is Us” While Being Adopted

David Russell Mosley

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Leonardo da Vinci (1452–1519) Link back to Creator infobox template wikidata:Q762 s:en:Author:Leonardo da Vinci q:en:Leonardo da Vinci
Title French: La Vierge, l’Enfant Jésus et sainte Anne
The Virgin and Child with St. Anne wikidata:Q563727 (PD 100) from Wikimedia Commons

1 June 2017
The Edge of Elfland
Hudson, New Hampshire

Dear Readers,

My wife and I have finally jumped on the “This Is Us” bandwagon. We’re nearly halfway through the series and enjoying it very much. Still, one night as we were watching it I remarked, half-jokingly, to my wife: “I wish meeting your birth parents was like this.”

As an adopted man, I know some of the feelings the character Randall ought to have. My own adoption, of course, was different from his. Mine was a kinship adoption by my paternal grandparents. So, not only am I the same race as my adopted parents, but I am biologically related to them. Still, I know what it is to feel out of place in one’s own family. Thus, I watched Randall’s storyline with great interest.

He discovers his birth father, as fans of the show will tell you. Through various flashbacks we learn that Randall’s father, William, was a poet and a musician who got involved with drugs. But now, 36 years after Randall’s birth they are reunited. His father is clean now, but dying. So, they get a little time together, to learn about each other. Randall, in many ways, gets the best parts of William’s life. He gets his father making, so it would seem, the right decision in giving him up; and being able to reenter his life and so have a positive effect on his future, even after William is gone. It is beautiful and moving as we watch Randall wonder if maybe he too had the artist “gene” and try, miserably to convert that into song. Later, we’ll see Randall strike out on his own in honor of his birth-father’s memory, taking on some of that independence an artist’s life often involves. I love their story, but it is not my own, and that is hard sometimes.

I struggle with how much I should tell you. Both of my biological parents have had drug problems in the past. The one closest to William for me is my biological mother. In roughly 29 years (she kept me until I was about a year old) we have never met. But it seems unlikely that I might find her in Jacksonville, finally clean and ready for a healthy relationship with me. I know this because while we have never met, the wonders of the Internet and social media have allowed us to interact with one another. I won’t give you all the details, but suffice it to say that however our interactions began the first time, they died a rather horrible death. I cannot say none of the blame was mine, all I can say is that in this relationship, I was the child, she the adult. It’s worse because I recently found out that her drug problem, in one form or another, is not at an end.

I love the story of Randall and William. But to me it feels like the pejorative fairy-tale. Of course, I love fairy-tales and think even this one instructive, but it can feel almost saccharine. It reminds me of the stories I used to tell myself about my biological parents: that my mother was a ballerina and a princess and my father a cowboy and an astronaut. It can almost hurt, to watch Randall and William and know that this will never be my story. My birth parents will not turn out to have been poets and musicians who happened to get mixed up in drugs. My story is different. And I don’t hate my story, it has made me who I am today, both the bad and the good. But Randall’s story can feel like every adopted kid’s wish fulfillment. That somehow, even when broken, our biological parents are these incredible people who do and tried to do amazing things and the world simply got in their way.

How those with stories harder than mine must feel, I cannot say. What I can say is this. The story of Randall and William is beautiful, but it hurts sometimes to watch it.


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