I am now 35 and at the time of his adoption I was only fifthteen and given no choice...I was told to go do this come home finish school and never talk about it again. I here people tell me all the time that I am some angle for doing this but, deep inside I do not feel that way. Untill you hold something for 9months and then hold them a even a second, they are apart of you. I can not explain it to anyone, but my fear is that I will never meet him again and I have this whole in my heart that noone can ever replace. From my understanding his adoptive parents are wonderful and I am grateful for this, I hope he is happy and has had a wonderful life. I still miss him and always will and noone in this world can take that from me. Yes I regret what I had to do and I haft to live with that for the rest of my life, but not a day goes by that I do not think of him.
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