On May 1, 2019 I spoke to my vanished sister, Deborah Kay, for the first time. When I was shown this old photo of her in our birthmother’s arms no one told me what happened to her.
Was she adopted? Was she kidnapped? Did she die?
My sister, born as Deborah Kay Price, is alive and well. She was raised by loving babysitters, a woman and man she would eventually call Mama and Pa.
With perseverance and positive intention I can assure everyone that we should never be afraid of what we may find. The joy that awaits us will far outweigh the burden of our long journey.
To my beautiful sister, Debbie, you are a miracle of hope for everyone who is searching for the truth.