A Penny for Your Thoughts

                                        Once there were two women who never knew each other, One – you do not remember, the other you call mother. Two different lives shaped to make yours, One became your guiding star, the other became your sun. The first gave you life, and the second taught you to live in it. The first gave you a need for love and the second was there to give it. One gave you a nationality; the other gave you a name. One gave you the seed of talent; the other gave you an aim. One gave you emotions; the other calmed your fears. One saw your first sweet smile, the other dried your tears. One gave you up – that was all she could do. The other prayed for a child and God led her straight to you. Now you ask through all your tears the age-old question through the years. Heredity or environment – which are you a product of? Neither my darling – neither – just two different kind...

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I learned I was adopted at a young age. I don't actually remember being told but I do remember a book my mom read to me. I was probably about 5 or 6 years old. It was a book written for children that explained what adoption was and displayed a very positive light on the subject. It was followed by a discussion about me being adopted. I didn't really get it but, as time went on, I grew to understand. I was "chosen". During my early years, I wasn't very inquisitive. As I was nearing my preteen and teen years, I had so many questions that no one could answer. I was at the age of discovery. Who did I look like? My mom or my dad? Did I inherit any of my traits from my biological parents? Who was I and where did I belong? The movie, "Annie" came out and I instantly related to a VERY specific song, " Betcha they're young.  Betcha they're smart.  Bet they collect things  Like ashtrays and art.  Betcha they're good.  Why shouldn't they be?  T...