When it comes to adoption, we’ve heard what the child and their parents have to say. We’ve listened to their voices and heard their stories. But we’ve rarely ever heard the perspective of the adoptive parents’ biological children.
Now, I’m not saying that my adopted brother is any less my mom and dad’s child than I am. We are both their children, loved equally and cared for equally. But I want my voice heard, too. And this is the story of how I got an older brother at 8 years old.
I just turned 8 when my parents began taking me to meet Zach every weekend. He …
