Well gals...I was born in America and raised in America.
In fact, my birth mom and siblings lived within miles of me, all my life. And I knew it. I felt it in my spirit.
It wasn't until my adopted parents both died, that I found my birth family. I was abandoned at 25 months old. I found my mom again, when I was 50. Birth mom and I socialized for 5 years before her death. My adoptive folks, adopted 3 kids; all were 6 years apart in age; and all were from different families and abusive situations. So, you see, Americans do adopt their own. Of course, our case was back in the fifties. Hummmm, whatever! Just thought I'd throw this into the mix!!!! Luv ya,