The finding place

Chengyue town is about 45 minutes from Zhanjiang. A small bustling town of about 100 thousand people. The streets are dusty, and buildings and roads seem to be always unfinished. Little stalls and shops line all the streets. Bicycles, motorbikes and cars jostle for space in the narrow streets

Camille was found in front of the wooden doors of an old theatre, next to a Chinese temple and opposite a large open air Chinese theatre. A busy part of town. Camille’s birth mother knew she would soon be found. She was dressed in baby clothes and wrapped in adult clothing. A bottle of milk was left with her but no note.

Joanne had the inspired idea to leave a small offering to the gods who had brought my precious Camille to me. So at her finding site we left bananas, mandarins and a tiny little koala. We collected some earth from the spot where she was found.

I struggle to find words to describe this experience: so powerful and emotional. Yet for some reason it gave me a sense of peace to know this part of her story.