The gift of life is far reaching. . .
I'm a little in awe of birth mothers.
Because I wouldn't be here today without a birth mother.
I will never know all the details. Adoptions were handled differently in the 1960's than today. And all the records are sealed. My mother was adopted in 1964 as an infant. She was always told about being adopted but didn't try to find her birth mother until I was about 20. She searched for years only to discover that her biological mother had died within a year of giving birth to her. Her mother died of ovarian cancer at young age.
I think she knew she was dying and put her baby up for adoption to be sure she would have someone to love her and keep her safe.
And love her they did! My grandparents loved my mom so much! When I look back on their lives at how empty it would have been to them without her, the birth mother did them a tremendous favor. I know people can be happy without children but not my grandparents. My grandma was unable to carry a child to term and suffered multiple miscarriages before adopting. She loved my mother greatly.
The birth mother also gave them the gift of grandchildren. My mom and dad had four kids. Our grandparents spoiled us all they could! My grandpa bragged about us all the time to anyone he met. Sometimes it embarrassed me. But I know now it was love talking. Their entire lives were so enriched by having a daughter.
My grandparents became sick as they grew older and my mother was right by their side caring for them until the end. I miss them so much! 😥
I'm posting this because it's hard to look so far ahead in life. The birth mother never knew how far reaching the gift of life would be. She had no idea I would be here 50 years later thinking of her and the sacrifice she made. I admire her so much for doing what was right.
In so many ways life is about the little things. Birthday parties, Sunday dinners, family vacations, baby showers, picnics, weddings, making homemade ice cream, etc. A life time of those happy times they would have never experienced if the birth mother had been just a little selfish.
I wish I could thank her for what she did. I wish I could tell her what a wonderful decision she was making. But it's not possible.
But I can thank you, birth mother. Thank you for being so unselfish and for giving your child a chance at a better life than you can provide. You are a hero. You will always be a hero, even after you are gone, to someone you may never meet. Thank you for the sacrifice you are making.
Thank you for not aborting and for loving your child in the best possible way.
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