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I used to fantasize about my birth-parents being rich WASPs in the Hamptons. They spoke with fake British/American accents and drove nothing but Bentleys. When I met them, I'd smoke an esplendito with my father and laugh heartily about high society over hundred year old scotch. My mother would ride Arabians at the country club and write literary reviews in the New Yorker. HAHAHAHA. Hey, I'm only human. It doesn't seem very plausable though that they'd give me up for adoption.
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My bson grew up in a world that was similar to my world.. His fathers profession was the same profession as my father.. He himself is in the same profession..
He married an artist.. I am an artist.. I was a commercial artist when I got pregnant with him.. His home is a home I could live in.. We owned the very same car at the same time.. Did you grow up in the hamptons? ![]() Jackie |
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Not really
My adopted father is the product of a failed publishing empire in Denmark. The family split in two in the twenties. My Grandfather came to Canada and recieved two PhDs then quickly died of a massive heart attack. Forced to make ends meat, my father joined the military as an officer. Due to the influence of his aristocratic lines, he was not concerned with the daily financial matters of middle class America. Consequently, I had to pay for my education out of pocket.
Poor me )I did, however, grow up on the coast of Nova Scotia (Not far from Cape Cod). However, my experience was closer to a Herman Melville novel than Fitzgerald. |
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When I was little, I believed my birth mother was Dolly Parton. I thought she had written the song, "I Will Always Love You" for me. Suffice it to say, fantasy was kinder than reality.
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My fantasy was that my birth parent were roylalty but when my mother the queen became pregnant the mob had a hit out for there first born me of course and they had to put me up for adoption so I would not be killed. But one day they alway came and got me and gave me endless riches. Funny like that would ever happen.
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hi guys,
your posts struck a cord with me. I am not an adoptee, but I had fantasy parents too. mine were saudis who send me to study american culture and they would retrieve me when I became an adult. so here I am at age 43, still waiting. at times of major stress as a kid this was a great fantasy to hang on to:-).
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