tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138721004042487054.post4385227423382620821..comments2023-05-13T05:39:17.781-04:00Comments on One Option Means No Choice: Missing PiecesCarlynne Hershberger, CPSAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01365785230628216814noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138721004042487054.post-51474651298657853562010-10-23T01:41:30.855-04:002010-10-23T01:41:30.855-04:00Thank you. This was exactly what I needed to read ...Thank you. This was exactly what I needed to read today.ms. marginaliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03854609171313401651noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138721004042487054.post-14225775035995509772010-10-22T19:09:24.726-04:002010-10-22T19:09:24.726-04:00It's strange to think people really aren't...It's strange to think people really aren't aware of things like the traits they carry from their parents. My daughter, while she has an accurate medical history now, does not even begin to realize exactly how much we are alike. We have personalities that are very similar, we hold our heads the same way, sit the same way, she has her father's adventerous palate (she likes kimchi - which I find disgusting, but then I don't like saurkraut either), she has my way of talking with her hands. And she says things that I would say....sayings that I know she heard from me in her preverbal stages- ages 0-3. She also is as stubborn as I am...which is iffy in whether or not I can stand myself - LOL. She has eyes like my older sister, my face, her father's chin, legs and behind...and his feet. She is, totally, a blend of her father and I.Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05815710859859029536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138721004042487054.post-19445634910549798682010-10-22T17:18:36.396-04:002010-10-22T17:18:36.396-04:00Coming from a very large family as I do, I cannot ...Coming from a very large family as I do, I cannot imagine how it feels to not know who your anscestors were. Every human deserves to know this and everything that goes with it. Even the bad stuff. Unimaginable that it must be LEGISLATED!! <br /><br />With my adopted daughter, she knows who we are and she knows who her first family is and why she had to change families. We all wish it had not been so, but it was. The really cool part is that even though she was adopted from my husbands family, she loves to tell people what she got from me and my side of the family. We laugh, but I love this as we do not really share any genes. It make me know that I am her mom. <br /><br />We only hide things that are wrong. I wish that the only adoptions were the ones that were absolutely necessary and that would mean never a need to hide anything.Kellihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07842203443525807668noreply@blogger.com