As an adoptee, placed three days
after my birth, I grew up in a loving,
Christian family. I have known about
my adoption since I was a young girl.
It was something my parents did not
want me to be ashamed about. I
attended a Christian school up to the
fourth grade. This, along with church,
became the foundation of faith that I
would learn to depend on.
As an adolescent I began to struggle,
emotionally and socially, with my
adoption. I often had feelings of
low self-worth and questioned my
existence. The questions of where
I came from and why I was placed
for adoption began to consume me.
High school was extremely difficult
for me. I learned how to create a wall
and turned my emotions inward. My
ultimate fear was hurting my adoptive
parents by questioning my adoption.
They are wonderful parents. I just had
a void that no one could seem to fill.
It was not until I was 30 years old I
decided to ask the difficult questions
surrounding my existence. I was finally
at a point in my life that I could let down
the wall that I had worked so hard to
keep, and for so long. I also expressed
an interest in searching for my biological
mother. Once I asked the questions, I
found I was very unprepared for what I
When I was 13, my parents had read
an article in the local newspaper
that included my biological motherís
name. The article was in regard to
my biological mother, and that she
was prosecuting her father for sexual
abuse over the previous twenty-plus
years. It went on to state that there
were six children conceived from
the abuse. The first pregnancy was
terminated due to physical abuse by
my biological motherís father, the
second was my birth and adoption,
and the four subsequent pregnancies
were terminated through abortion to
cover his actions. When I first learned
this, I was shocked.
It took me about a week of reflecting
on the information before I decided to
pursue finding my biological mother.
After only two days of searching, I
located her. The main concern I had
with moving forward in my search
was bringing up more trauma in her
life. Fortunately, she welcomed me
into her life, and in turn, it brought her
some sense of closure. She had been
told that it was likely that I did not
survive, due to an illness I had at birth.
Now my passion is to serve others
who may be facing difficulties with
any aspect of adoption. As my story
reveals, God can take something bad
and make it an opportunity to do
something miraculous. There is value
in every human life.
Since learning of her conception, Kristi
Hofferber speaks publicly about her
story and the value of all human life.
She is working toward a degree in social
work and plans to pursue an additional
degree in adoption counseling.