“Oh, please don’t cry, Destiny. If I am your daughter, know that I have no anger toward you. My later childhood was a loving one to be sure. I had a dream in which I was told I was adopted, and my mother didn’t share this truth with me until I asked her over the telephone just recently. I didn’t even know I was adopted until a few days ago! Mother didn’t seem to understand what it would mean to me to know I had been adopted. But, she and Father have been wonderful parents to me, and they are aging. I wouldn’t want them to know I was upset with them for not telling me sooner. It’s just so strange that I can’t remember anything younger than about five or six years old. I believe this was before I was adopted, but will need to confirm the age with my mother. Perhaps it is for the best that I
