I’m almost embarrassed to admit it, but by the end of that evening, after I tucked Tiff Marie in for the night, I grabbed my birth certificate and laptop from the kitchen counter and ran up the stairs to my room and excitedly flopped down on my bed. I pulled the birth certificate out from …
Month: March 2019
A starting point
The long-awaited day had finally arrived. In a practical sense five weeks seemed like such a short time; however, in reality I had waited for over five decades for the envelope that was now before me. Inside, the contents contained the story of how I came to be…..my DNA. I had been adopted within two …