When I was a little girl, I didn't dream of growing up and having children. I don't know why, I just never had that instinct. But I did know that if I ever had children, I would adopt. I would want to give someone a home that needed one.... just like I did. I understand the pain of giving up a child. I've never had to do it, but I can imagine. I understand the anxiety of the adopting parents.... "will they like me".... "should we tell them".... I especially know the questions that we as adoptees have while growing up, and to a certain point still have as adults. There is anger and saddness for each member of the triad. But that is not my issue today. Today I want to thank my mothers and my fathers. Those that had the courage to face the pain of allowing someone else to raise your child, and those that had the courage to raise that child in spite of all the questions that will need to be answered one day. This is for you. Both my mothers and both my fathers without whom I would not be the person I am. Thank you.
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