Missing Pieces

I've written about Adoption in previous posts, but today I want to write about my personal journey of Adoption.

Recently, I found a Facebook page for Birthmothers' and thought it might be a good starting point for me in my search..what I found was a bunch of women who are mean, bitter and hateful against adoption and basically feel that adoption is child trafficking and they feel like they should have never been encouraged to give up their child. I was completely astonished by the posts that I read as I was a potential adoptive parent myself.

As an Adoptee, I am not bitter over the fact that I was given up..I think it takes a great act of courage and strength to give your child up for a life that perhaps would be better than the Birthmother could provide and I commend her for doing so. One of the questions asked on this page was "Do you think you would have had a better life if you were raised by your BirthMother"..how do you answer that?? How does anyone know? What I do know is that I had a great life..and wouldn't change that for anything.

When you are an adopted child, there is always a missing piece..a hole if you will, and no matter how much you were loved by your adoptive parents..the hole remains. I sit here 48 years later and I am finally ready to take the steps to fill that void. I am doing this not to hurt my parents or to replace them but to fill in the blanks..my medical history, my ethnicity, etc. One day I would like to look in the mirror and really know who I am..where I came from...Every single adopted person in this world deserves to know these answers....Wish me luck!