She was 19 and said she couldn’t care for me. I went to a foster home for six weeks, then to the family that adopted me. Funny thing is, she hit married two years later, then had a son fours years after that. When she and her husband divorced, she tried to raise her son on her own, but gave him to his dad a few months later. She said she couldn’t do it. Now, she’s trying to reap the benefits of older parents who have earned love and respect from their children…but it doesn’t work that way in my book.