There’s No Shame in Origins

“Mrs. Price was a small woman, wore her hair in a pig-tail. She also wore cheap jewelry and stale perfume. She said she know nothing about the father of this baby. Some mutual friends had introduced them, and the child was conceived after they had had too much to drink. She never saw her baby,… Continue reading There’s No Shame in Origins

Adoption, Childhood Memories

Primal Beginnings (From Adopted Like Me)

I always knew I was adopted.  That was never a secret. Mom used to call me her little adopted angel.  I felt special because I was chosen.  Dad told me that they picked me out from a large room filled with cribs of babies.  After seeing me in the middle of the room, he said,… Continue reading Primal Beginnings (From Adopted Like Me)