When you think I didn't love you enough...

Debra.....That is BEAUTIFUL!!!!! You certainly have the heart of a bmom who loved their child!!! Blessings to You!!!! Staci :D

There is no way someone like you wouldn't have a daughter out there that is JUST as sentimental & loving! Once again...I have to thank someone for letting me peek into their soul! The last lil part reminds me of a song off of a movie that made me cry as a lil girl in an overly packed theater where bunches of kids were sitting in the aisles... An American Tail Soundtrack Lyrics ------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------- Artist: James Ingram Lyrics Song: Somewhere Out There Lyrics Performed by Phillip Glasser (Fievel) & Betsy Cathcart (Tanya) Fv: Somewhere out there, beneath the pale moonlight, someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight. Ty: Somewhere out there, someone's saying a prayer, that we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there. (*)Ty: And even though I know how very far apart we are, it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star. Fv: And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby, it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky. Together: Somewhere out there, if love can see us through, then we'll be together, somewhere out there, out where dreams come true. Character key: Fv = Fievel, Ty = Tanya, Tg = Tiger.

Forgot to say...so so prettyful!!! *passes the kleenex around*

Thanks to you both. I have read so many posts where the adoptees are in pain because they feel as though it was a "lack of love" on the part of their bmoms that they were relinquished. In most cases, the opposite holds true. I'll never forget that Christmas. I remember smelling the delightful aromas of holiday dinners in the air and hearing the car doors of happy visitors going to eat and celebrate with the neighbors. It was that day that I knew my child deserved so much more. I wanted her to be dancing around in one of those big kitchens, excited about her gifts and surrounded by happy people who loved her. At that time, I had nothing to offer her but my love...but love won't keep the electricity on or food on the table. I'm guilty of many poor choices in this life, but giving her the opportunity to reach her full potential is one of the things I feel like I did right. For once, it "wasn't about me." Thanks again for the feedback. Deb

Awww! How old is your daughter? Is Christmas a hard holiday for you some years? Have a great one!

I am heartsick that young, vulnerable, scared women must relinquish their children because of lack of financial and emotional support from their parents, extended family, church and society. The young woman who wrote this poem deserved to mother her child. This country does not appreciate the sanctity of mother and child. What God has bound together, let no man put asunder

Katie: I guess I'd say Christmas is bittersweet for me...bitter because that day is so etched in my memory, and sweet because I know my bdaughter and I both have better things surrounding us now. She will turn 33 this year.

Deb, That was a great poem and I can hear the love in your heart for your daughter..Do you have contact with your daughter now? I sure hope so.. Cathy

Kindreds: It is a scary place to be when there is nobody to turn to. It was back in the early '70's when teenage pregnancy made one a virtual leper. Thank goodness that society has evolved somewhat since then. I think today, I would have had a fighting chance...at least there is no longer a need to hide under a rock. Cathy: I have had no contact with my daughter since the day I placed her in her amom's arms. Her agrandmother was in close touch with me and was the link that kept us together (unknown to the amom). Sadly, she died in 1989 and I have been in the dark since. The last picture I have was on her 17th birthday. I am active in my search for her. Please keep me in your thoughts and prayers. There is so much I would love to share with her. Deb

Beautiful:wings: