Dandelions and Adoptees.

At 30 I found my own Mama. We went to a family get together with my own family. At that get together I picked 30 dandelions and gave them to Mama. Each flower represented a year I was denied the privilege to give her dandelions myself. Proof. I thought about her everyday.

It was the most sincere gesture. And came from my heart. Not sure my Mama got it? But here’s an adoptee talking about the same thing.

We long for home more than people realize.

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