At the age of five, my mother told me I was adopted. Since then, I wondered who my birth family was. Not for wanting to replace the parents who adopted me, but because of a curiosity that could only be satisfied by finding the people I share a biological connection with. For many years, information was pieced together from family stories, as well as adoption documents found in my father’s office desk.
My search came up with few answers until 2010, when it was sparked by a change to Illinois’ adoption laws. In 2012, the new law allowed adoptees to obtain their original birth certificate with identifying information. Along with this, access to online DNA services have helped me find biological family that may have been impossible to find otherwise. To this day, I continue to find more information, revealing who I am, and who my family is.
My family’s adoption story is told by bringing together original photographs, family archives, and important documents. This is done through relating images to specific stories, as well as touching on themes of family, identity, memory, and loss. By connecting the pieces of my story, I implore viewers to think about their own definition of family, and how we connect to those around us.
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