The love between a parent and child is so strong – it transcends time.  When I wrote this poem I was 14 years old and had recently stayed at my favorite aunt and uncle’s house. My uncle had taken me on a fun outing and during our time together he asked about my birth mother. He wondered if I’d like to meet her someday. I had never been asked that before.

Our family talked openly about the fact that my sister and I were adopted, but no one had ever taken the time to ask me about my feelings. It really sparked something in me and I couldn’t stop thinking about my birth mother. The question about how I was feeling made me think about everything my birth mother must have felt at the time of placing me. Although it was a closed adoption, we were blessed to be able to reunite a few years later.

By Christina

Written by Christina, age 14, after reflecting on her birth mother, Valentine’s Day 1999.