Like many adoptees, I created stories throughout my childhood concerning my natural family. These lived entirely in my head and varied wildly. I knew little about who my natural mother was; less about my natural father. I made them up. When I found my mother and father, I gained details surrounding my birth and about my natural family. Still, these aren’t the same as the stories I hold about my own children. I think story is one of the key ways we make meaning of our lives. And one of the key elements of my life is being adopted. So I write fiction and creative nonfiction connected to that.
Here is a work of fiction, based on what my natural mother told me about the story surrounding my conception and adoption.