The Gift My Adoptive Mom Left Behind Taught Me the Meaning of Love
When I met my adoptive mother at twelve, I wasn’t looking for love — just a way out of the orphanage. She smiled warmly, treated me with kindness, and called me her daughter from day one. I pretended to love her back at first, unsure how to respond to affection I didn’t understand. Over the…
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