A foster child finds a family

When I was two, my homeless birth mother abandoned me. She left me with the telephone operator at a hotel where we had stayed for a night or two. The state took custody of me and put me in an orphanage. My mother was later found, but she was unable to care for me, so she relinquished parental custody. It was therefore up to the state to find me a home.

By the time I was six, I had lived in at least 12 foster and prospective adoptive homes. Because of the numerous moves, the abuse, and the fact that I had never bonded with parents, I was diagnosed as a "hard-to-place" child with severe emotional disorders and learning disabilities.

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