Never Forgot Her

My story started in 1973. On a warm June morning, I gave birth to a little baby girl deep in Texas. I had just turned 18 and found out a lot about life after I made the decision to give her up for adoption.

(This I know 29+ years later.) The nurses were instructed not to tell me anything about the baby, but after hearing her cry, I was eager to at least know something. So a young nurse told me, "Yes, she's pretty and has big blue eyes and dark hair."

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That very night, the lawyer who was handling the adoption came to my room (the first time I'd ever seen him) with his wife to meet me, sign papers, and take my little angel home to be with her new parents.

I never forgot her; I even named her that very day. In fact, I was no different than any other mom, except I knew in my heart that I had gotten myself into a situation that I could not afford. A friend at college knew some nice people at home in her church that wanted a baby really bad, so I let them have mine. Church and all they had to know that God was watching them and my little girl.

To make a very long story short, this year, I will turn 49, and my baby girl is 30. My other two children I've raised are almost grown, and one day at work, I was overwhelmed with guilt (to the point of crying most of the day at work) about not finding her.

Well, I got a computer and saw your ad "Searching for someone, it's free." I still have my old address book from the 70's and put in the information, not expecting anything in return, since I knew that the lawyer and her biological father had died. Plus, the hospital that she was born in had long since burned to the ground.

However, there in the "Lost & Found Records" area, there was a girl (ONE-BABY) with the same birth date, same town, and the known birth mother's name was mine! One entry mind you; there she was!

Well, we've e-mailed, cried, lost our breath, questioned each other to death, so many that it will take a life time to answer, and did I say cried? She and her husband came to my house for the weekend, just 3 weeks after finding each other; they LOVE US, and we LOVE them.

Her mom knows that I have nothing but thank you in store for her. Her entire family just thanks me for giving her to them all these years. All families involved have God to give all thanks to, because without Him in my upbringing, I wouldn't have ever had this wonderful family in Texas take such good care of my Allecia (they named her that - and can you believe that they also knew that my name was and is Alice?

Thank you, Adoption.com!

Hugs and Kisses from all of us,

Alice C.