I did not grow up in clean environments as I was homeless most of my young life. My mother struggled and would leave me with people so she could work. One of the people she left me with took me out of state and my mom did not have the means to search for me. She didn’t find me until my dad adapted me and found her. I didn’t know what happened until she was found. She stills hugs me and checks on me at night. It was so traumatizing for her and she really enjoys her grandchildren. I was my mom’s only child. I love her so much. The woman who stole me has been arrested and is now in jail, federal prison and my mom finally has peace of mind. She’s fine with me being adopted and dad fakes arguments with her, telling people it’s why they broke up. Mom plays along with him and it makes everyone laugh. I get to feel like dad is my real dad and he and my mom just didn’t work out. I am not broken anymore. My brother Miles’ mother get in it too and calls our father a womanizer, a badge he pretends to wear comfortably, calling him safe the king lover. Haven said all that. I have very clean parents and I see responsibility in a very virtuous light Beautiful article Auntie.