Adopted...

I have been asked over the years how it feels to be adopted or do I ever wonder if things were different. I have always had much peace with this and still do today. I think especially after having Jay I have come full circle and cannot imagine what a great sacrifice she made for me.

Anyway, I came across a poem that was published in Dear Abby in 1993- my mom shared the article with me and I came across it today- I think it sums up how I feel the very best.

Legacy of an Adopted Child

Once there were two women
Who never knew each other.
One you do not remember,
The other you call mother.

Two different lives
Shaped to make yours one.
One became your guiding star,
The other became your sun.

The first gave you life
And the second taught you to live in it.
The first gave you a need for love
And the second was there to give it.

One gave you a nationality,
The other gave you a name.
One gave you the seed of talent,
The other gave you an aim.

One gave you emotions,
The other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile,
The other dried your tears.

One gave you up-
It was all she could do.
The other prayed for a child
And God led her straight to you.

And now you ask me
Through your tears,
The age-old question
Through the years:

Heredity or environment-
Which are you a product of?
Neither, my darling - neither
Just two different kinds of love.