My dearest son, if you think I rejected you that day, I didn't. I just don't know if you even know you are adopted....I didn't speak up rather than taking the risk of hurting you in anyway. It might have been the cowardly thing to do, I would never reject you nor would I ever do anything intentionally to hurt you. I love you too much.
This blog is sort of my open letter to my 25 year old son, although other thoughts and musings finds itself a place there also. A lot has changed in my life since my blog started and my son has a large family who would one day love to meet him. However, as with any adoption there are loads of issues that will need to be considered before we can make contact, so any suggestions are welcome!
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Thursday, 26 June 2014
Why the "Not Knowing" hurts
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