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I am always, always in tears when we get a letter from the biological mother of my Vietnamese daughter Maia Dinh Thi Phuong.
Really, I do have a bound with this mother of my first child!
I am touched by the pictures: she looks so good like her mother, my sweet eldest child! It convinces me again that one can never ever deny the background and roots of your adopted child.
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