I've been blogging over at the Lost Daughters blog lately and enjoying doing so very much. I am continually humbled and surprised by those that look forward to what I write and what I have to say. Because for most of my life that was not the case and in fact, I was told that almost everything I had to say on any subject was wrong. Or worse I was crazy.
But, I was not wrong or crazy. I was adopted. And adopted into a family where genetically no two parents could have been more different from the child placed with them. The blank slate theory's failure, the theory "sold" to adoptive parents for decades by adoption agencies and social workers, could not have been more evident in adoption than in our home.
My adoptive parents constantly undermined and berated me for not being more like