It wasn't until last fall that I found out that I too have an adoption story of my own. My mom got pregnant at 14 and was sent to live at a home for unwed mothers in Miami. The whole ordeal was very hush, hush for my then-strictly Catholic family. Well, my brother was born on May 15, 1976 and my mom named him Daniel. He was born at 8:16 a.m. according to records, and he was adopted by a Cuban man and his wife in Miami through St. Vincent's Adoption Services. They mostly spoke Spanish, and when my brother's mom held him in her arms for the first time she immediately took him as her own, repeating "my own baby, my own baby," according to records. Her desire for a child breaks my heart, and I'm happy that my mom used something that was then seen as shameful to bless someone else. I just wanted to write all this information here just in case he might be looking for us. I don't really know how to search for my adopted brother, but I'm going to try. If you have any advice, feel free to leave me a note.
God bless you all, and I thank God that we can all be adopted into His family because of what Jesus did for us on the cross. I wonder if my brother is a Christian or what faith he is ... I wonder if he only speaks Spanish. I believe that one day God will bless me with the opportunity to find out.
update update update!!!! I want to hear more, and when I used to work for 4 KIDS there is a service they can use to reach adopted children!