The nature of exploring the adoption experience often leads adoptees to continually shine a light on birth; birth mothers, birth land, birth culture – who we were born to be. However, while we will acknowledge the experience when prodded, we usually don’t spotlight who we were raised to be.
I have the pleasure of spending a week in my hometown of New Ulm, Minnesota with my family and decided it would be a great time to shine a light on the people, places, food, attitudes, etc., that have molded me into the person I am today. So stayed tuned for a picture journal of a week with my adopted roots.
To start, this is my immediate family. I sort of look like I photo bombed their family portrait.
This is the next step up + spouses and kids.
A song I would have liked while growing up . . .