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My story begins in 1968 in oceanside, california.My grandfather and grandmother had decided it would be best to go their seperate ways.Grandpa was in the service and was away alot.Grandma wasn`t interested in being a mother to my mom and the other children and was abusive. My mother , 15 years of age , knowing that her mother didn`t want her and was beating up on her, decided that she wanted unconditional love from somewhere else. That unconditional love is where i came in. She got pregnant on purpose. In her mind she was going to keep me and raise me, she didn`t know how,but she was determined.Iwas born in april 1969.My father was 19 and decided that he wasn`t going to stick around. He had another girlfriend and was a heavy drug user. Four months after she had me,she realized she was fighting a losing battle. The only support she had was from younger brothers and sisters, but she was trying to raise them also. With everyone preaching to her,her mother , her fathers girlfriend,especially, she decided to place me up for adoption.Soon after i was adopted and moved to north carolina where i grew up.Back then i didn`t know the story. On october 28,2004, I found all the answers i was looking for.Ifound my mother and father. I called mom immediately. She was so happy to hear from her liitle girl, she couldn`t quit crying.She came to virginia and spent 4 wonderful days with me. That was when i opened pandoras box. she had cancer after i was born ,so she no other kids.She has post traumatic syndrome from everything she went through back then, with my adoption and all the abuse.That relationship is going very well.My relationship with my father is totally different story. i called him for the first time on thanksgiving day. He always knew about me, but he had not told his other children or anyone else. i was a mistake in his eyes.Anyway when icalled him,he told me he was too busy right then to talk and told me to call him the next day,which was like a blow to the head to me. It took him until feb.,2005 to come to terms that he is my dad.He still hasn`t told anyone including my brothers and sister,but i did.they were very happy to know about me and we are in touch regularly.I have closed the door on my father.Opening pandoras box was really a good thing,now i know where i stand and where everyone else does as well.I wouldn`t trade my life with anyone. I have so much to be thankful for.
Sorry about your dad and I hope your mom continues to heal......Sounds like the rest is going great for you so CONGRATS and best of luck to you!!!!! :D
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My story begins in 1968 in oceanside, california.My grandfather and grandmother had decided it would be best to go their seperate ways.Grandpa was in the service and was away alot.Grandma wasn`t interested in being a mother to my mom and the other children and was abusive. My mother , 15 years of age , knowing that her mother didn`t want her and was beating up on her, decided that she wanted unconditional love from somewhere else. That unconditional love is where i came in. She got pregnant on purpose. In her mind she was going to keep me and raise me, she didn`t know how,but she was determined.Iwas born in april 1969.My father was 19 and decided that he wasn`t going to stick around. He had another girlfriend and was a heavy drug user. Four months after she had me,she realized she was fighting a losing battle. The only support she had was from younger brothers and sisters, but she was trying to raise them also. With everyone preaching to her,her mother , her fathers girlfriend,especially, she decided to place me up for adoption.Soon after i was adopted and moved to north carolina where i grew up.Back then i didn`t know the story. On october 28,2004, I found all the answers i was looking for.Ifound my mother and father. I called mom immediately. She was so happy to hear from her liitle girl, she couldn`t quit crying.She came to virginia and spent 4 wonderful days with me. That was when i opened pandoras box. she had cancer after i was born ,so she no other kids.She has post traumatic syndrome from everything she went through back then, with my adoption and all the abuse.That relationship is going very well.My relationship with my father is totally different story. i called him for the first time on thanksgiving day. He always knew about me, but he had not told his other children or anyone else. i was a mistake in his eyes.Anyway when icalled him,he told me he was too busy right then to talk and told me to call him the next day,which was like a blow to the head to me. It took him until feb.,2005 to come to terms that he is my dad.He still hasn`t told anyone including my brothers and sister,but i did.they were very happy to know about me and we are in touch regularly.I have closed the door on my father.Opening pandoras box was really a good thing,now i know where i stand and where everyone else does as well.I wouldn`t trade my life with anyone. I have so much to be thankful for.
Your story is beautiful and real. I am so happy for you, what a great day in your life. A memory of gladness and closure on one part of one segment of your journey through life. I love to hear happy stories like yours. God Bless you and all your familymembers.
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