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Mysteries of the Heart

Getting sober, she began to accept the circumstances of her early childhood

My mother gave me up for adoption when I was two weeks old, and thus began a journey of soul sickness, alcohol and drugs, and finally, recovery. This is my story.

I was adopted into a good family, and my adoptive parents shared with me all they knew about the circumstances of my birth: that my original parents wouldn't – or couldn't – marry because my father was Jewish and my mother was not. The time was the mid-1950's and the place was England, where religious and ethnic divisions and prejudice were strong. Fortunately, I knew these few facts as well as my given name and my original mother's name, and this was a great comfort to me.

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