AfriGeneas Adoption Forum
Happy Adoption Reunion
This is a happy and amazing story. Quiet long, but it expresses the determination of a woman in search of her birth family.
I always knew I was adopted. I remember standing in my parents’ bedroom with my mother when I was about five years old. We had just moved to a new house in a nice neighborhood so I could start kindergarten in a good school.
My mother told me I was adopted that day. At that age, I didn’t understand where babies came from yet and I had no idea what it meant. I could somehow tell though that this wasn’t really great news.
She made a big deal of telling me how much she wanted to have a baby and couldn’t and that she picked me because she really wanted me. But it left me wondering, “Why is she telling me this? What does this mean?”
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