So, I made dinner. I felt normal except I couldn’t turn my brain off. I called everyone to eat. The girls chowed and went off to homework or television or girltalk. Whatever. My dad lingered at the table and wanted to talk. He chatted about a few things, and then asked “So, how are things […]
I had a million questions for my birth parents, but it was very difficult to ask them. I didn’t know them at all and it felt wrong to be too personal. I wanted to know what my mother was feeling while she was pregnant with me. Did she hate me? Did she love me? Did […]
The next morning I was ready at 8:00 AM for a 1:00 PM meeting. I changed clothes three times, re-did my hair and fretted that I looked fat. My husband was very sweet. He kept saying “They’re going to like you no matter what you look like!” I guess I hadn’t really realized how important […]
It would take her a few minutes at least to call my mother and tell her I had called her. And who even knew if she wanted to talk to me at all. I was clueless, but I could feel something in my heart that she would call me. So I made a quick phone […]
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Of course, the internet was the first place to start. I searched the web for anyone having the name Blank Blank. A few came up, but they seemed unlikely candidates. There was a huge possibility that her name was no longer Blank, but had married and changed her name. I did find an old photograph […]
At some point in my children’s lives I explained to them that I was adopted. I don’t remember the details, but it was probably a response to them noticing I didn’t look anything like my sister or my father. That was always a big thing for me, looking like someone. As fate would have it, […]
Eventually, I did get over being so pissed at my dad, but that was when I really began to actively search for my birth parents. My father had married a woman fifteen years his junior. She was extremely jealous of my relationship with my father. I don’t really understand that, but she was. She completely […]
In 1985, I was pregnant with my daughter, Sarah. I was very excited, as all parents are, but I was especially excited about having someone in my life that actually LOOKED like me. All of us that are adopted know what I’m talking about. I kept thinking about my baby and what sort of traits […]
In 1975, my mother was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. My father told us that she couldn’t possibly live more than six months. The possibility that we would lose her was just simply out of the question. But it soon became apparent that this was going to happen no matter what we said or felt. She […]