So I said I would explain my “family history” now is as good a time as any.
I have always known that I was adopted. My adoptive mom and dad tried for years to have a child and then sat on adoption list for more years. Smom
(adoptive mom) mom (my grandmother) was a nurse at a hospital and happened to run across Nmom (my birth mother) at the hospital one day. Nmom was 16
years old, 7 months pregnant, had just lost her mother, lived with an alcoholic dad, and my birth father had no idea she was pregnant- he was in a
different state working. To this day I don’t know how they got from that to this other than to say that God crossed their paths and knitted a
beautiful story.
Nmom gave me up for adoption to Smom (the pre-letters are names, nothing symbolic).
Smom and Jdad went on to give birth to my little sister 5 years later. I was NEVER treated like “an adopted” daughter by my parents. I was so
lucky to have been wanted, raised, and loved by such wonderful people. There is no way that my life could have been complete without each and every
member of my adoptive family; and they have always made me feel the same.
Through the years families change, and boy did ours.
- Smom and Jdad got divorced.
o Smom married Rdad, who she is still married to. He was a wonderful father. He had no children of his own and has always loved my sister and me
unconditionally.
o Jdad married L (I will NOT type mom for her). They had two children, my first brother and another sister. Luckily he finally left her. He then
married Smom2, who he is still married to. They now have a 6 year old son, my youngest brother – I will be 40 this year! She is great for Jdad and
I think he has finally found his soulmate, even it if did take him until 60 (she is 42).
So in this family tree, I am the oldest with 2 sisters and 2 brothers, one no longer with us.
My youngest brother was killed in a car accident.
- Nmom and Ddad got married once both graduated high school. Ddad moved back home and started working in the coal mines. They went on to have two
sons and always stayed in the area with their family. Nmom and Ddad always told their sons about the daughter that they had given up for adoption. I
was just the sister they never met. Nmom and Ddad are still married today and have a special timeless love that is beautiful!
So in this family tree, I am the oldest with 2 brothers.
OK I’m going to stop here or I will take a whole page of the thread. I will write again later to tell about me meeting my birth family and all the
overlaps in our lives that I never knew about. Sorry if this is overload, or just boring. LOL
edit on 5/21/1515 by Martin75 because: (no reason given)
edit on 5/21/1515 by Martin75 because: (no reason given)