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News@www.adoption-net.co.uk Story published on November 06, 2002 Unknown Origins by Louise Mole I don't remember my parents sitting me down and telling me I was adopted, I was too young. It is just something I have always known. The only time it has ever posed a problem was at junior school when a well meaning friend got adoption and fostering mixed up and told me I would be going to a new family soon, as you can imagine I broke down in tears until Mum and Dad reassured me that I was going nowhere. Everyone who knows me knows that I am adopted, I am not ashamed of the fact, on the contrary I am rather proud, as my parents explained to me most parents end up with what they get... I was chosen. The question I am most frequently asked is if I intend to look for my birth parents, the answer I always give is NO. I am usually greeted with a shocked face by my answer but as I explain to them, when you are completely happy with the life and the parents you have, why look for anyone or anything else. I bear no grudges towards my birth parents, they gave me life and made the difficult decision to give me to someone who could give me a better life than they could provide, a selfless decision I am sure you will agree, on the other hand, I have no love for them. How can you love somebody you have never known? My mum and dad have cared for me, provided for me and loved me unconditionally for my entire life, and still do, they are the only parents I will ever need. Thank you Mum and Dad... I love you.
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