My sister was adopted when she was 3 (from a Finnish orphanage--my dad was a Finn & I think he thought having another child would help my mom's depressions since she couldn't have any more).

She is the sanest of all of us (2 brothers & me). She just lets life go without making her anxious, angry or fearful. She's married with three beautiful kids & lives in a remote area of Alaska. No power--only a generator. No phone. I went up to help her when she was pregnant with her 3rd & I got so depressed I couldn't stand it!

Even though she came from an orphanage & was then adopted & exposed to my bp/alcoholic mother & alcoholic father, she is the best, the happiest of us all. She must have really good genes. I once asked her how she could remain so patient in frustrating circumstances & she said that when mother used to lock her in the closet when we went to school (she's 6 years younger than me) she just sat there for hours & played with the shoes. That's how she learned patience!

I think nature plays a stonger role than we realize. I'm just happy for her & a little envious.--Suzy