from November 3, 2016 Most days I don’t think about it at all. It’s just a part of who I am. An accepted part. From a very early age—as long as I can remember—I concluded that whoever gave birth to me couldn’t …
Category: A Doorstep Baby’s Search for Answers

Unraveling an adoption mystery
from October 12, 2016 When my daughter tested her DNA with an Ancestry.com, Christmas-gifted kit this past January, it was mostly to uncover her ethnicity and to hopefully add branches to the family tree she’s painstakingly built over the last …

The Making of a Family
from August 2016 I have always known that I was adopted as an infant. Same with my three younger brothers. Before we could truly grasp what it meant to be “adopted”, we knew we had been adopted. Seriously, my youngest …