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| Same-size Lorraine and real daughter Jane |
You would think that the old and tired question of whether to tell your ''adopted" child she or he was adopted would have gone the way of Fifties Poodle skirts and Sixties love beads. But you would be wrong.
Over at Salon the guy who writes the advice column "Since You Asked" finds himself responding to an I-own-this-remarkable-kid-adoptive-mother who basically asks if her daughter ever need to be told the truth of her origins, and oh,. how she is wrestling with this question. (This issue of truth in identity must be in the air because yesterday's column idea--about daddies--seemed to come to me out of the blue.)
Are you friggen' kidding me? In this day and age?
Why not wait until some truth-telling cousin spills the beans? Or your
best friend's daughter who is friends with your daughter, and who has
heard her adoption spoken of at home, blurts out the