For many years I lived my life with a hole in my soul that could not be filled. Something was missing. In 1995 my beating heart found the echo heartbeat of my twin brother Adam. Each of our questioning and searching finally came to an end when we met and confirmed that our search was over-we belonged together. I am finally free to share my struggles and my story, which from tragedy turned to joy. After many long years and resolving many issues, I am now able to share and publish my life. It is not to applaud me but to validate a history that was only a mirage at times. Many children were saved by good people who discovered their identity after their adopted parents passed on.