Just Call Me Beth :)

Hello everyone. I'm Beth and I am a new member of this great site. Here is my story:

I found out I was adopted when I was 23. When my parents adopted me I was an infant, only 3 days old. It wasn't my parents who to me but my best friend. My birth mother had put a ad in the paper and said she was looking for me. My friend saw it and showed me the paper. That's when my parents finally told me the whole story. I resented my parents for a while because they kept this from me and I felt the only reason they told me at all is because of the ad. I have found it in my heart to forgive them but it took a while. I finally came to understand why they didn't tell me: fear. They feared that I would go to her and they would lose me forever. It took a long time to get it through to them that I loved them and would never leave them. I did have contact with my birth mother until she passed away in '99. I wish I could have gotten to know her and meet her face-to-face but I guess that's life and it does go on.

 

SimplyBeth SimplyBeth
31-35, F
1 Response Mar 17, 2009

In a way you are doubly blessed. You had one mother who loved you enough to give you up and another who loved you enough to raise you. God Bless!