![]() The Boston archdiocese was virtually silent. ![]() Yet she also reveals the toll that secrecy took on her-evidenced in large part by her lifelong struggle with depression and a yearning to understand who she was and where she belonged.Įven after learning the truth of her parentage, Bull spent years trying to find someone outside her family who would believe her story and offer support. In this moving memoir, Bull writes lovingly of her parents and of their extraordinary efforts to forge a life as a family while keeping these enormous secrets. The stories she’d been told in childhood had been concocted to hide her biological father’s broken vow of celibacy and shield her mother from the disgrace of unwed pregnancy. ![]() It would be another dozen-plus years before she discovered the identity of her father: the Catholic priest she’d known as a close family friend. Born in the 1930s, a time when unmarried pregnant women were whisked off in secrecy and their babies given away, Mimi Bull grew up believing she’d been adopted by two women, a mother and daughter. Not until she was a mother herself did she learn that those adoptive parents were her blood relatives-her grandmother and her mother. ![]()
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