Adopted · Adoptee · Adoption · Biological mother · Family · heritage · Mothers day · Reunion

The Missing Piece

I have no words, I have been trying for the past few days to describe how I’ve been feeling and I just can’t find my words.

Full, that’s the best way to describe it. I have closed the chapter of the unknown in my life.

This past weekend I met my biological mother. It was such a sacred time together I don’t want to disrespect it by blabbing it all over the internet, but I will say our families met and spent some time together and I had a wonderful time. I have a better understanding of her.

It was an amazing feeling to hug, kiss and tell her that I love her and to thank her for the choices she has made for me. That part I think I might still be in shock over, I can’t believe I saw her face in person, right in front of me. She is beautiful, she is kind, she is a part of me.

So, what’s does this mean? What has changed? What’s different? Honestly, not a lot. I still do may daily routine. I still have my family and friends. I just feel full, that hole that I had inside me has been filled and I have a new budding relationship with Karen.

Next? Meet Stan!

I don’t think I could have asked for a better experience.


* All names have been changed to protect their privacy.*

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