The Road Taken

I am new to this am not exactly sure as to what I am doing or why I am doing this.I am not good at grammar so if it is wrong look over it because that is not the point of this blog.I am doing this I guess as some sort of therapy.It is about regrets that I have in life and I know we all have them but there are just some that you carry with you like a second skin;at least I do.I am sure there are people out there that can relate to what I am talking about.I am going to use this blog to try and make some sense out of why those and maybe shed that second skin.
I am going to start by telling you about me.My life wasn't different from many of you.I have loving parents and a great family.Sometimes I look at them and when I should see happiness I see sadness.You see I was adopted and never new my birth mother because she died after giving birth to me and my biological father(well that is another story that will be told later in the blog).Sometimes when I look at my family I can see the resemblence between them but when I look at myself I wonder who I favor and I can't answer that.My sister look exactly like my mother and my brother who is my sisters twin looks like my father.I have a baby brother who favors them both.When you are adopted you start from scratch.You don't see resemblences until you have children.It is almost like you have to create yourself to see what other see.
That has long been one of my regrets that I don't have that pattern or history to pass down to my kids.I know it is not my fault but that doesn't help when you have always felt out of place,like there are pieces of the puzzle missing.I have tried to find those missing pieces but have been unsuccessful.I am blessed to have such a supportive family that has tried to help me in those efforts and try to understand how I feel.They look at me as their is no difference but deep down I know and that is the first layer of that second skin.