News — Adopted

  THE FIGHT OF MY LIFE  by Pamela Karanova August 13, 1974 the fight began, the minute I was born my birth-mother ran. Conceived out of a drunken one-night stand with a married man, did my tiny body ever feel her warm soft hands? A sacred bond would be broken too soon, I can imagine the sorrow in the delivery room. I spent the next 4 days in the nursery all alone, but I’ve always wanted to know…   Did she name me? Did she hold me? Did she love me? Did she think about me? Who was she?  Just like that, at the...

  Finding my truth has made me whole. By Mary N.  To read the beginnings of my story featured on Adoptee Merch click here.  I am fascinated with the DNA part of it, the genealogy. The truth is, the results of the end of a very long search for my living family was unbelievably painful and disappointing. I guess what I got out of it is almost a sense of being spared the real insane and chaotic life my siblings lived. I feel like the abandonment I felt, which I feel is the reason for my addictions are minuscule next...

  One year ago this month I received the results from my Ancestry DNA test. Within 24 hours I had found my birth mother. I'm not going to lie, I was in shock. I was part of a closed adoption through Catholic Charities. I was adopted in a state, Minnesota, which does not have open records. I had attempted to get access to my OBC but my birth mother would have had to filed paperwork to allow me to see it. I tried to go through Catholic Charities but all I could afford at the time was to pay them...