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The Greatest Gift of All


Liz 2009“As soon as I saw you, I knew an adventure was going to happen.”
—Winnie the Pooh

Today is my first baby’s birthday, so I wanted to acknowledge it by celebrating our relationship and the road we traveled to get here.

When I was 17, my first serious boyfriend and I – both complete virgins – had sex and immediately got pregnant. We were both terrified and traumatized, but I immediately knew what I had to do. It was devastating, but I knew that I needed to give the baby up for adoption. My brother and I were adopted, as were a few friends from school, and we all had great lives and great families. It was still a giant leap of faith, but I was resolute in my conviction that I was doing the right thing, so somehow, I got through it. Eighteen years later, my daughter and I found each other through the adoption agency with whom I had placed her, and we began the long road to healing. I’m thrilled to report that she and I are now great.

I still consider giving her up to be the single greatest act of love I’ve ever committed. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, and the only reason I was able to make the sacrifice was because I wanted her to have everything I knew I couldn’t give her. I took the (very) hard road out of love.

And it turned out to be exactly the right thing for both of us. Her adoptive parents are great, she had the stable childhood I couldn’t give her, and I had some time to finish growing up. (I’m nearly done.) (Maybe.)

She’s 33 today, and I couldn’t be more proud of her. Both of my daughters are lovely young women, and I’m really grateful for them both. I’m also very grateful for my gorgeous grandson and for the new grand baby expected early next year!

So this is a love letter to us all. To Liz, to her parents Rita and Dan, to her birth father (who remained supportive and kind through the whole process, even if he did chicken out when it came time to get back in touch), to my mother from whom I learned the strength I needed to stay the course, and to the countless people who helped us all through it.

Adoption-heart-graphicHere, courtesy of StoryCorps, are a couple of beautiful conversations between grown adoptees and their birth mothers I hope you enjoy.

Sue and Deborah on StoryCorps

Mary Lou and Brad on StoryCorps

Happy birthday, baby girl!

By the way, in case you’re new to my blog, you might want to check out my post “Wednesday’s Child” about my experience of being an adoptee.

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Author: Donna from MyOBT

I have committed to spending part of every day looking for at least one beautiful thing, and sharing what I find with you lovelies!

24 thoughts on “The Greatest Gift of All

  1. You made a tough decision out of love. How amazing!

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  2. That’s a beautiful thing.

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  3. Happy Birthday to your first baby! This is a true love story. Thank you for sharing it with us so beautifully as she turns 33 today, Donna.

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  4. Thank you so much for your candour.

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  5. Please don’t ever shut up.

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  6. Very touching story. Thanks for sharing it.

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  7. Thank you for sharing x I was also adopted at 6 months old. I’m so glad you had a happy ending x

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  9. I just saw this now. How moving! Donna, bless you and your heart of gold – your daughter is a lucky lady!! Thank you so much for sharing your story of this most difficult and wonderful decision.

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