My birth mother (pictured on the right) and mom (pictured on the left) met for the first time two years ago and became friends….. is that weird? LOL! Just kidding, it’s not weird at all, it’s simply amazing. I am an adoptee that came from an old fashioned closed adoption situation. I didn’t know who gave birth to me until I was 30 years old. In the eight years since, I have become very close to my birth family, donated a kidney to my birth aunt, and introduced my birth mother to my mom. Can you imagine? Just take a moment to think about that… these dear ladies came from a different generation than we did. They came from a time when being pregnant out of wedlock was shameful and families (especially southern families) usually tried to hide it. This generation doesn’t hide anything and feels no shame, which by the way I think is fantastic. On the other side, my mom was not open about the fact that my brother and I were adopted. Mainly because that is not how she saw it, she saw us as hers from day one. So for these two beautiful ladies to finally meet after 38 years and bond so deeply is a testament to the goodness of adoption. It was a partnership and they were finally able to thank each other. For them to be able to put the past behind them and become friends has been so good for me. I never wanted one to feel resentful of the other and now I know…. they have a bond that will never be broken.

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