By Anne Royse
If a severe addict in prison for bank robbery offered you a clue to your identity, would you take the bait?
I opened the door just a crack, and the letters poured in. My birth father wrote to me anonymously for eight years using the adoption agency as the go-between. I could never be sure if he was being honest, or if he was setting me up for a con. It wasn't until one fateful night that changed everything and I could finally learn the truth.
Right up to this day, I have signed all my letters the same.
About Anne Royse
A Graduate of University of Wisconsin, Anne has enjoyed a life of helping others discover their purpose, and their power to help others. A L'Oreal Woman of Worth, Huffington Post's "Greatest Person of the Day" and USA Today's Pied Piper of Children to help others, Anne's work has won numerous awards including a United Nations Alliance of Civilizations award for highly innovative work toward world peace. Anne lives in Seattle where she is an executive recruiter, and writes about and advocates for people to embrace their unique abilities to make a positive difference in the world. Her twin daughters attend universities in Washington state.