Never give up

I sit back on this beautiful Fall night and and very Thankful for my blessings of being reunited with my birth family.. I was reunited in November of 2002. I'll never forget that day. It was the Monday before Thanksgiving. I got the call that changed my life. It was my 1/2 sister looking for me. She located me off my post which I thought had layed dormant for a few years. I picked up on my search and gave up many times over the course of 22+ years. I began my search when I turned 18 and was not located until I turned 40 years old. I learned that both my biological Parents had passed. There would be no "me time" with either Parent. I accepted this, and overcame all the waves of sadness, loneliness and abandonment that crashed at me everyday. I stand strong and face the demons and issues that my mothers (other) children spew at me. I have the strength of my Mother when I stand. Stay strong and never give up believing that a reunion can happen. It happened when I least expected it, however I was emotionally set for it to happen. Believe, Live and Expect Keep looking for that day... SCF:banana: