My Two Hearts, by Brindley Ginn
I always knew growing up that I was adopted, but I didn’t understand what it really meant until I was in 7th grade when my mom and I would sit on the couch into the late hours of the night and I would ask her question after question. My mom was limited on what she knew, but the one thing she always circled back to was reminding me that my birth mom did what she did because she loved me and wanted the best life possible for me. Through these conversations, Mom supported me to one day meet [...]