Tag Archives: closed adoption
Please keep in mind that my perspective is from the other side of the fence, but here’s what I’d offer birth parents: 1. I always hated when other people referred to my biological parents being as being my “real” mom or dad. My “real” mom and dad were the ones who rocked me for all hours of the night when I had colic, walked me to my first day of school, sent me to prom, were there to hold me…..
I was given up for adoption in 1968 with nearly the same amount of secrecy that is used to protect the nuclear launch codes around the identity of the individuals involved. Although I always knew I was adopted, I also knew that the likelihood of my finding my biological parents was pretty much zero, so I never bothered to ask, let alone actually search. Then, some passing comments made by my daughter’s pediatrician while I was having a meltdown in…..
