Once upon a time, there were two nice people who wanted to be parents, but couldn’t. Coincidentally, there was a young woman who also wanted to be a parent SOMEDAY, but was pregnant NOW. An agency in there community was set up to handle situations such as this, and it DID.
The young woman’s pregnancy continued in a healthy, predictable way, and concluded two days before the doctor’s estimated.due date. The baby was a healthy, pink, wriggling bundle of boy. His mother named him Jeremy, because it sounded like a happy name and she wanted him to grow up happy.
Three days after his birth, Jeremy went to live with his new parents. They didn’t know his name, so they called him something else, but it had significance to them, just as “Jeremy” did to the other mother.
As the little boy grew into a man, he learned many things. He learned that he was a boy, that he had brown hair, blue eyes, and big ears. He learned he was adopted and very loved. He learned to whistle, to play baseball, to ride a bike, to build a campfire. He learned to read, to write, to do math. He learned to drive a car, to work hard for an employer, to win a woman’s heart, and to change a baby’s diaper. He graduated from college at the age of 27, having changed his major 4 times, dropping out for a year, and returning to school evenings until he finally finished. He started a small business, bought a small house in the suburbs, and paid his taxes. All in all, he was an average guy. Average, but happy.
Hint: He didn’t do drugs. He wasn’t an alcoholic. He didn’t abandon his wife and child. He didn’t kill his adoptive parents. He didn’t stalk his birth mother. He was JUST an average guy...and he was adopted! Imagine that!
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