An Unknown Journey

      I moved in with the at this time pending adoptive parents when I was 18 months old. I never asked the question what date did I come stay with you? All I know is that I was 18 months old when I moved into the household. That was something I was told, early on in my life. I will tell that on a later date perhaps. I don't know how they were picked, or who picked this family for me, perhaps it was my father who picked the Adoptive parents out. I don't honestly know. I can speculate it but, I can't really put my finger on it because, I was never told that part of the story. All I do know however, is I got this Adoptive family.     I know it takes some time to adopt a child and I know that sometimes the circumstances in adopting children may vary but, I do know that my adoptive mother, wasn't really good with me in a sense. I'll talk about that later on and I'll talk about some of the nightmares I've had as well.      I was Adopted to a family of ...

  NOTICE:   All names have been changed to protect the identity and privacy of those involved with this part of my story.     Just after I was apprehended from my bio parents I went to stay with a very nice foster family. The parents loved children very much and they were so glad to have me as a foster daughter. The foster mother, enjoyed having me around and she really loved me very much. My foster father, he loved being around me and he was very down to earth and he was very grateful to have had the pleasure of fostering me. From what I can remember the family took very good care of me, and they had given me the best life for about nine or ten months of my life, and I was like a huge part of their family. They had been a huge part of my family as well, even after the adoption, and after we lost contact; some years later, after the adoption.     In a moment I will be writing a very important message here for them. I do from time to time think of them, and ...

 Finding out that I was adopted was a relief to me. Yeah it screwed me up royally but, I've certainly learned a lot about myself, and where I've come from. I want to bring your attention to before I found out I was adopted and before the adoption took place. I want to talk about from the time I was born to the time I was eighteen months old, the adoption if this makes any sense to you. My name hasn't always been Deejaegh. I was born under the name Stephanie Leah Gregor; my biological name. The name I was given from birth.     I was born in July to my bio mom and bio dad. They both have different stories of how and who was at my birth. But, obviously I believe my fathers story over my mothers story any-day. My father has a picture for proof, and I believe the proof over false accusations any-day. I was told by my mother that my father was not at my birth, I was told the same thing by my mother's sister. However, there is a dated picture of my father and I, in which clear...