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Posted on April 1st, 2011 by David R. Ford
My adoptive parents were open with me about my adoption from the earliest time that I could understand the concept. Maybe because Mom and Dad were wonderful parents, I had no particular interest in learning about my birth parents while I was a kid. In fact, my only real interest was in some day finding the seven-year-older brother who was being raised by my birth parents.
As an only child I thought having an older brother would be a great thing; in my mind he would have been my protector and best friend. That wouldn’t necessarily have been true, given the typical relationships between siblings with a seven-year age gap, but it was a fun fantasy. I’d love to hear from other adoptees whose interest was more in finding possible siblings out there than in finding their birth parents.