Being adopted hurt. It separated me from the one god sent me too. 

God sent me back so my Mama could open her gift. If she does not accept that gift our relationship has been poisoned. How can she accept what she denies knowing about what her daughter went through? Waking up is not easy. It’s painful. But it’s more like the pain of death and birth at the same time. My truth kills her old truth and makes room for the new truth beyond our old stories. 

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