Coming of Age

Many years after giving my baby up for adoption, I realized the true impact of my actions. Wishing desperately to rewind the film and have a do-over, the expanse of time we had both traveled would forbid me of taking any legal action.

She could not be expected to withstand separation from the people who adopted her and I didn't know where to start. I didn't know how to prove anything I believed to have happened and I believe she had been stolen from me, but how would I prove it. I believed I was alone, the only one to have this happen. There were many years between that day of sudden awareness to the day the Search Angel called me. I had a long time to mull over all the facts and come to the conclusion that I had to know what really happened the night she was born. I have a right to know.

Read Part 2 - Birth of Understanding and Knowledge by clicking on it at the right!




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