As a child, I quietly longed for something intangible that I perceived was missing in my life. Everything that had ever happened to me lingered in my imagination. After discovering that I was adopted, I wondered why my mother gave me up for adoption. Wondering where I came from was important to me. Knowing I was adopted was a complex issue that affected my thinking as a child. Separation from my biological roots and foster family encouraged visions of my birth mother inspired by vague memories, mystical dreams, and childhood fantasies.
Over time I gradually acquired the habit of scanning the faces of strangers, searching for others with physical features and emotional feelings similar to mine, hoping to connect with a relative. I became highly observant of other families in my neighborhood and naturally gravitated toward surrogate parents that felt right. I considered similar-looking people to be my imaginary biological family.
Knowing that I was adopted shook my foundation and sense of self, but my optimism and hope that my life would turn out all right in the end never wavered.
Judith Land, Author of Adoption Detective: Memoir of an Adopted Child
https://judithland.wordpress.com
“Judith Land’s adoption reunion story is a roller-coaster of emotional beauty, turmoil, and closure that captured and held my attention. The deep emotional scars that are revealed and explored accurately represent many adoptees’ experiences. Rejection, secrecy, Christian values, and the falsification of crucial life documents are themes explored in this poignant memoir. Adoptees and birth mothers will find themselves on every page of this book and may find refreshing new ideas on how to perceive and embrace their adoption roles. Judy displays her deep-seated understanding of all sides here.” V.L. Brunskill
Adoption Detective: Memoir of an Adopted Child 
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