I was adopted at 3 weeks in Texas in 1958. My birth mother “Mona” was promised that I would be given a “forever family”, one that would provide a wonderful loving home where I would be treated as if I had been “born into it”.
What a crock! In 1972 after my adoptive parents divorced the extended family and later my adoptive mother seemed to distance themselves from me. While I was still invited at times to family functions, they became far and few between until they stopped altogether. For over 20 yrs I was in all sense abandoned. This blog is an attempt by me to find other adoptees’ who have had similar experiences.