I will try to give the readers digest version of my story…
I was put up for adoption as soon as I was born (32 years ago). I was placed in foster CARE for almost 2 month when my mum nd dad came and got me. I have had the most amazing life and have parents who love me more than imaginable. I also have a sister. She is my parents biological child. They thought they couldn’t have kids and the surprise a year and a half after adopting me my mum found out she pregnant. This is quite a common occurrence
I have always known I was adopted but it has never really meant anything. It was such a non issue is our house. I was there daughter and that’s all that matters. My parents got me on January 29th…this is my “special day” we celebrate it yearly as a family.
I moved from Scotland to Canada when I was10 years old so I don’t want to try and find my birth mum from so far away. When I was 20 I decided to move back to Scotland and begin my search. I spend LOTS of time discussing this with my parents to make sure they knew that I didn’t want to replace them and that my decision to look want based on them but for medical records and a sense of being.
I got to Scotland and sent away for my birth certificate. I got it about 6 months later (lots of paper work) it was the strangest thing I have ever experiences. Seeing a document with all my information on it but a completely different name (my name is Lorna and birth name was Angela) and then I contacted a social worker to help me. We found my birth mums birth certificate, marriage license and a birth certificate for her son ( my brother). She had jkept all her records up to date...electoral polls etc (I found out later she did this so I could find her easy).
The social worker then wrote a letter to her explaining that I was looking for her. She contacted the social worker as soon as she received the letter to let her know that we had found the right persn. Aftr that everything was lightening speed. Too fast to even be overwhelming lol
I wrote her a letter, told her about me. My family, my life. I thanked her for her selfless and brave decision to give me a better life than she could have provided. I explained that I wanted nothing from her (money and kidney etc lol) and would love to meet her but didnt want to negatively impact her life.
She wrote back (all letters through the social worker so we could keep our anonymity if needed) and told me about her decision to give me up (17 years old and only realised she was pregnant at 7 months along) and told me about my ½ brother and a ½ sister (we had not found her birth certificate). She told me a bit about her family and said that she knew I would look for her and couldn’t wait to meet me.
The next day the social worker gave me her phone number. I called immediately and within an hour she was at my house. It was the most surreal experience of my life. It felt like I was in a movie. She is an amazing person and we get along SO well.
This was in 2002. We speak on a weekly basis. I have been back to Scotland 3 times since I left at the end of 2002 to come back to Canada ( the most recent trip being this year at the end of May). And she has been here twice to visit me and was able to attend my wedding last year (unbelievable) she gets along with my parents and we all now have an huge and beautiful extended family
My sister now has a little girl (7 years old), my brother just had a daughter (8 months old) as well so I’m am an aunt.
My sister is one of my best friends and we speak every day, even though we are across the world from one another.
I know that I am one of the lucky ones and have a real success story and that there are so many people out there who have not been as lucky.
There is so much more to my tale but ill save it for other posts lol
Thank you for taking the time to read my story and PLEASE SHARE YOUR STORY!!!!!