I can't remember who said but it really resonated with me:
"It's never too late to have a happy childhood."
Connor is well on his way to healing. He's not unloveable, his first family is the one with the problem.
Wallaroo, you can still have that happy childhood too!
The human spirit is as vast as our universe.
Off topic somewhat, but a really good book on what happens when women were forced into giving up their babies (in the 1950s-60's is
The Girls Who Went Away by Ann Fessler, who was given up at birth.
Thank goodness Connors birth mother gave him up. She did the best thing possible for him.
Please forgive the semi threadjack.
Edited to add: I just reread Connors story, and was struck by how happy he looked that first night with you all.
Edited by Miss Biddy - 1/15/16 at 3:20am
Like he knew and was thinking "Hey! These are good people, and I'm so happy to be here with them!"
Your husband is a fine writer too.