“Have you always known you were adopted?” This seems to be the most frequently asked question. I know that my entire adult life, that is the question most often asked of me when someone learns that I was adopted. Well, yes. I have always known I was adopted. In my earliest memories, I can remember wondering about my biological mother and father, though back then I must honestly admit, when I thought about them, I thought “real mother and real father”. Let me first clear up any misconception. My biological mother will be the first one to admit that she … Continue reading →