I’ve always loved going to the planetarium and exploring the galaxy, the universe. I live in a place with light pollution, but it wasn’t always this way. When I was a kid, one of my favorite things to do was to gaze into the vastness of the night sky. I’d feel so small — infinitesimal — and yet so big and important at the same time.
Scientists tell us there are billions and billions of stars and planets that go out unimaginably far. I look up and I feel my absolute insignificance. I am but a speck of a speck of a speck of a speck.
Am I Important?
Yet at the same time, I occupy a place here on earth. Right now. I am connected to tens of thousands of people by various facets of my life (to everyone on earth if you go out 3.57 degrees and believe Facebook, never mind factoring in all other social media channels). I am part of the fabric of humanity. The fact that I exist and endure, five decades after 1 in 15 million sperm met a happenstance monthly egg, means I am, at the same time, the epitome of significant. *
Do you tend to feel insignificant or significant in the scheme of things — or both?
* Oh yes I did almost imagine my parents having sex. Oops and ewww.
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Lori Holden, mom of a teen son and a young adult daughter, writes from Denver. Her book, The Open-Hearted Way to Open Adoption: Helping Your Child Grow Up Whole, is available through your favorite online bookseller and makes a thoughtful anytime gift for the adoptive families in your life. Catch episodes of Adoption: The Long View wherever you get your podcasts.
Lori was honored as an Angel in Adoption® in 2018 by the Congressional Coalition on Adoption Institute.