On his deathbed, my grandpa told me three things to remember for after he died. First he said, “You can’t own a cat. Ever.” Second he told me, “Friendly boys make friendly friends.” Finally he said, “You were adopted, just like your father before you, and his father before him.” “So,” I said, “you were...
I want to be adopted by the French. I want to go to live in Paris.
Adopted kids are such a pain – you have to teach them how to look like you.
I told my father I was his dad. But I lied. He’s adopted.
Adoption isn’t just a childhood experience, it’s a life-long experience.
Blood can help make family, but family often transcends blood.