"Beating the Odds"

I was born addicted to heroin, in a prison. Could the love of my families ever help me move past it?

An at-risk adoptee shares her story
My mother once told me about an incident that occurred when I was four — shortly after I was adopted — on a family outing to the Seattle Zoo. A woman approached us from a distance and, as soon as she recognized me, she raced toward us. She had been one of my foster mothers. As she stretched out her arms to embrace me, I stared at her coolly, as if she were a stranger, and then turned away. My ...

My prison birth could have set me up for a life of failure. But the love of my families has led me to one of resilience and hope.


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