Adoption

The Emotional Toll Of Adoption Reunion.

Moving beyond the fairy tale narrative.

Mindy Stern
Human Parts
Published in
5 min readOct 18, 2023

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My first father and me.

We walk along the sandy beach, the four of us. My biological father, his second wife, my husband, me. Low tide pulls Brewster Bay so far out, it looks like we could walk to the edge of the earth.

I prefer calling him, Hal, my “first” father — he is much more than biology. I’m reminded of that now, standing shin high in salty Cape Cod water, admiring the golden sunset, laughing at nothing and everything, his dog Emmett splashing behind us.

55. I am whole, complete.

The miracle of searching for 26 years and landing here, with this man, his glowing white hair and blue eyes shining like mine. Of witnessing he and my husband embrace for the first time, falling into easy conversation.

It’s been 5 years since Hal and I last saw each other. The pandemic, life, ambivalence. Reunion is complicated. He didn’t know about me, my first mother Gloria died before I found her. Even on her death bed, she told no one about me.

Her bastard. Her beauty. Her baby alone in the NICU. She gifted me her chlamydia.

Gloria died one day before my 27th birthday, nine months after being diagnosed with colon cancer. We reunite in my dream, the one…

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Mindy Stern
Mindy Stern

Written by Mindy Stern

Screenwriter. Essayist. Wannabe Novelist. Adoptee. www.themindystern.com

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