One of the hallmarks of the teenage years is the lament, "Why me?" Be it hair, height, weight, or some other issue of the day, the questions is always the same. For a child of adoption, the issue AND the question are always the same -- "Why me?" No matter how bright, popular, or attractive a child of adoption may be, he or she is always haunted by that question. Read this story and you just may find a clue to your own entangled heart.
