This is the first post of which I (Steve) hope are many. It’s a little long so please bear with me as I want to give you the background leading up to all this excitement. My name is Steven, a name that I now know was given me by Cathie at birth. I was born in Lansing and was immediately given up for adoption. The information I had about my birth family and the first three years of my life fit on two sheets of letter size paper, single sided, double spaced. Not much information, but it did say my birth mother was pretty. That part was right.
I wasn’t adopted until I was three. Cathie says I missed out on all that early age-bonding stuff. I think she’s right since I personally can be stand-offish, sometimes slow to make friends, and generally uncomfortable in crowds. It’s interesting that none of that has been true over the last week and a half as I’ve met, texted, and talked with so many of you. Click to read the rest of the post and leave a comment.