The drive to the orphanage took over an hour.

That part of China looked so different from the big cities, like Beijing and Shanghai.

We drove past fields and farms.

I remember looking out the window and trying not to cry.

The whole situation started to feel very real.

Asonia adopted a family in the United States and grew up without knowing anything about

its biological parents.

But it took a long time to imagine who they were and if they looked like them.

I was always curious about my parents.

I imagined my mom all the time.

I thought she might be a musician.

I imagined her wearing long, beautiful dresses and playing the violin.

Which is the instrument I wanted to play as a kid.

I was in a singing group at my elementary school and middle school.

And my teacher told me that I had a good voice.

So I imagined that my mom was probably a singer too.

When I went to the orphanage, I hoped everything I imagined was true.

Welcome.

Welcome to Relatos in English.

I am Diana Gameros.

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