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How Adoption Entered My Heart

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I remember it was a sunny summer day. I was around 7 or 8 years old and I was bouncing around inside my parent's car waiting for my mom to come out of 7-11. Now this was in the 80's so seatbelts and supervision were merely a strongly encouraged option. The windows were down and a warm breeze was dancing across my face. I was happy and carefree. My blissful moment was interrupted when I heard a child's scream. I looked out the back window of the car and saw a small toddler on the sidewalk across the street. They were sobbing with their hands over their face. A large adult stood over them screaming hate and profanities. It felt like I was watching the situation in slow motion, the spit spewing from the adult's rage and the child frozen in fear. It seemed to go on forever. Then in a quick moment, the adult abruptly grabbed the child and forced them into a nearby apartment. The door slammed shut as one last sob faded.    What the heck did I just witness? Every ounce of ener...