â€œA home without books is a body without soul.â€ – Marcus Tillius Cicero
Finished reading this book last night. It was good. I liked it. Like another reviewer said, I skipped around from chapter to chapter at first and then went through it in its entirety. Found it to be a good, direct, simple, understandable read of the atrocities that occur in the American adoption industry.
Of course, I was most interested in this book because not only do I know and respect the author but the book had a mention to several individuals that I know and most importantly, had a few pages on the broker who sold my daughter (p. 77-78).
Congrats to Mirah.
I am currently finishing up Verriers â€œComing Home to Self â€“ The Adopted Child Grows Upâ€. This one is a bit harder for me for it so strongly parallels many of my daughters reactions, words, attitudes, etc. towards me and her life in general. While I find that comforting at times, it can also be quite disconcerting. It causes me to put the book down every few days and pick up something else.