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I waited a very long time to reach out to my biological mother because I am scared. I am going to be married and my fiancé helped me find her. When I say my fiancé helped me find my biological mom what I really mean is that she did all the work and I sat by amazed that someone would help me with such a monumental task. Like an angel she spent months talking to my adoption agency sending letters and being the best kind of person anyone could ask for. Then it took me a couple months to actually write a letter to her. There were many drafts, but one day after a considerable amount of alcohol I was frustrated enough to sit and write it. I actually dictated it to my fiancé because I have aweful handwriting, and first impressions might mean a response or not. It’s been over a month and I check the mail, email, and curse her name everyday. What do I want writing this??? Who knows, it’s cathartic.