|I blog about American Indian Adoptees|
Every now and then we must step back and see where we are. I look back and see I am a reunited adoptee, someone who took steps without support or help from anyone, including close friends. I went it alone. If I did talk about my adoption search, it was obvious to them I was frustrated and most friends preferred small talk to my serious talk. They didn’t get what it means to not have your identity or ancestry. Some would shrug and say, why would you want to find the people who abandoned you?