“The first year in America was hard because I didn’t speak any English. My new parents took care of my basic needs, but other than that, they didn’t know how to communicate with me except through physical touch, like hugs and holding me on their laps while they read me stories. They would always say ‘I love you’ whenever I left for school, and they taught me how to say ‘I love you’ back to them. If not for them, I don’t know what would have happened to me after I was too old for the orphanage. I probably would not have gotten to go to college. I would probably have been on the streets, but now I have a college degree and I’m an accountant. The adoption changed my life.
“I went from not knowing how to love people or what love felt like, to parents who love me and made me part of their family. I’m thankful for them and for my brother. My parents also taught me that there is a God out there who loves me, who took care of me before I even knew who he was.”