gallery Dear Adoption, You’ve Taught Me A Lot

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Dear Adoption, You’ve Taught Me A Lot

You taught me how to be a fighter when I was abandoned at birth and dropped off at a Romanian orphanage. During my fifteen month stay in the orphanage, I had only gained 7lbs. I had anemia, rickets, and would store food in my cheeks overnight because I didn’t know when my next meal would be.

You taught me how to adapt when I was adopted by an American family and raised in a culture different from the one I was born into. I was told that I was able to recognize and understand some spoken Romanian when my parents initially came to adopt me; forcing me to learn a new language and lose my mother tongue.

You taught me how to be stealthy when I tried to find my birth family as a teenager. I was caught by my adoptive parents at first, having the security settings bumped up on the computer. Within days I unlocked the security settings and continued my search; finding my family in Romania via Facebook, in the summer of 2012.

You taught me how to stand up for myself when I got into confrontations with my adoptive parents and when I moved out at 18.

You taught me how to seek out support from those who accept me for who I am when I am reminded that I was Plan B.

You taught me how to lead in 2012, when I created United Adoptees of Romania, which has brought together hundreds of Romanian adoptees and their adoptive parents.

You taught me how to network when talk of a news documentary eventually evolved into an episode, multiple news articles, and 5 episodes of a talk show in 2014. All of which involved finding my family in Romania.

You taught me compassion when I forced myself to gain perspective of all sides of the triad. I was able to understand myself and those who were involved in other aspects of adoption; most importantly my birth mother and adoptive parents.

You taught me self-control when I was sitting with my grandpa in Romania when he got drunk and told me he had actually forced my birth mother to put me in the orphanage and give me up for adoption. Then later when I visited the orphanage grounds with him. Then when I found out after I was adopted, my grandpa in Romania was able to buy a boat, a motorcycle, and a bunch of other expensive toys.

You taught me unconditional love and patience when it comes to my birth mom. Even though I know she loves me and sometimes it feels like she hates me, I never give up in offering her love and support.

You taught me resilience and how to intimidate when I found out my birth father was a rapist; that I was conceived in rape.

You taught me forgiveness when my adoptive parents and I reconnected after our relationship seemed to deteriorate.

You taught me tenacity when I decided to walk about five miles from my hotel room to my birth mother’s home in Braila, Romania.

You taught me self-expression when I wrote my first book and create videos telling my story.

You taught me philanthropy and entrepreneurship when I started United Adoptees of Romania, a non profit that strives to teach Romanian adoptees about their heritage while also helping those still in Romanian orphanages.

Viorica Magreta was adopted from Romania when she was 15 months old. She runs United Adoptees of Romania; a Facebook group for those adopted from Romania as well as their adoptive parents. Viorica found her birth family in 2012 and her story blew up nationally in Romania in 2014 when she was in a news documentary called “Generatia Pierduta (Generation Lost) and then on 5 episodes of a talk show called “La Maruta”. She was also featured in multiple newspaper articles as well. Viorica is still in college and would love to eventually incorporate adoption into her career. Connect more with Viorica: Facebook / Instagram / Twitter / United Adoptees of Romania blog 

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  1. Reblogged this on Gazelle's Scirocco Winds and commented:
    This is the narrative of a young Roumanian adoptee who was institutionalized within the brutal Roumanian or0phanage system. Innate intelligence guided her to adapt and to survive her journey from Roumania to the US and eventually persistance helped her to locate her DNA relative-her mother and an uncle.
    she mentions recognizing her mother’s language which is not untoward as we now know that infants absorb the language of their mother -and others in the immediate vicinity in utero as well as information about their external environment.
    I have a connection to Roumania due to the geo-political parceling of Hungarian regions post-WWII-specifically Transylvania which now lies in NW Roumania; my Hungarian Grandfather was born in a Magyar village called Cséhtelek (Hungary) in 1895 and changed to Ciutelek by Roumania once Europe. https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10155179426457971&set=pb.580502970.-2207520000.1531241411.&type=3&theater
    As an adult this determined young woman has written a book, set up an organization for other Roumanians who went through this draconian system to become familiarized with their roots. She is currently completing her undergraduate work, incorporating her experience and knowledge to help others,
    I am positive that others join me in wishing her continued success.

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  2. This gal has it all and she is using it to help others. In my book, it doesn’t get any better than that! As a graying member of adoption reform, I breathe easy when I see the likes of Viorica taking over the work.

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