Echos of my past, and reverberations of my children’s present future.
After 44 years of puzzled looks and numerous questions about my family medical history, I have found my gang.
My gang is a group of people who are diverse. They are varied. Some are angry. Some are witty. Some are awesome … like this young man.
Some have revolutionized the lives of many like this man.
Some entertain us each week.
Some are less in the spotlight but even more inspirational. They have adopted their own children. They continue to care for other adoptees by leading groups of adoptive families. They travel and speak to adoptive families.
They foster a love of the arts in school children. They are the birth children of adoptees who have committed their lives to supporting future adoptees.
All have entered my life in the last two years. I am grateful for this enriching wave of people … this sea of adoptees.