Searching for my birth parents...

I've gone my entire life without having any interest in searching for my birth parents. Yes, I went through my anger period when I thought, how could she just walk away from me, abandon me at such a young age. Walk away from her own flesh and blood. The older I got I was able to see it from her side, and realize that she was trying to give me a better life, a chance I might not have had with her.

After talking to soo many adoptees this summer, that had searched for their birth parents, and found them, I guess deep down inside it gave me a glimmer of hope that maybe, I could get Holt to pull my files and there might be some lost letter or forgotten piece of paper with some information about my birth parents.

Unfortunately I knew that records weren't kept as well as they are today, and there was little to no hope in finding my parents. My feelings were confirmed when I had Holt pull my records, which I guess deep down inside I knew. But for some reason, I have to admit, I was sad. I guess the child in me, still held on to the hope that someday, somewhere, I would find them. But for now, I am content in knowing that I will have no regrets pulling my files. And now, I can finally close the door to that part of my life.