Mine hated her first adoptive family. They were KKK and she was ashamed of ever even knowing them. Was afraid people would find out and thinks she was part of it. The second family was very kind and did a lot to help the poor. She remembered going with the mom as she took food to those who didn’t have any.

It reminds me of what they have done with The Lost Boys of Sudan. No records. So they gave them all the same birthday. January 1st. I forget the year. But it’s like their history begins there and there isn’t anything else.

😔Mine had a very hard life , she was treated poorly by her adopted mother, went on to raise her 4 children during depression by herself . My grandfather died when my dad was 2 he was the youngest. When my Aunt died from childbirth my grandmother was convinced it was something she inherited from her and tried to find out about her real parents to no avail😔 It is very sad to not know where or who you come from. She was a heroine to me though❤️