Leaving a trail (1990)
Mr. and Mrs. Parents of My Birth Son,
You don't know me but you know of me..
My name is Merrily Down the Stream and I am the birth mother
of your son. I certainly don't want to frighten you - it has taken
me a long time to get up the nerve to even attempt to write
this letter. I hope I can do an adequate job of explaining
things so you won't be worried.
I would like you to know that I have never regretted what I
did when I was nineteen and I am grateful to you for taking
him and loving him and making him your own.
I just turned 31 in November and I find myself thinking
about him and wondering - is he OK? Does he look like me?
Are his eyes blue like mine? Is he creative? I don't even
know if he is alive or what his name is. I don't want to enter
into his life - if that is something that ever happens that
will be because he chooses it. I would just like to know for
my own peace of mind. Until very recently I always thought
of him as a baby - it's hard to imagine that there's an
11 year old boy walking around somewhere that I gave
birth to - a person!
I've been married for four and a half years and am getting
around to thinking about having children of my own. Maybe
that's why I am finally writing you. I will never try to contact
him. If he ever asks about me I hope you'll tell him that I
loved him with all my might when I carried him and when
I saw him in the nursery he was absolutely perfect and
beautiful and I knew I couldn't give him what I felt he needed.
I would love it and be so grateful if you would let me know
about him - a picture would be fantastic to have and anything
you would like to tell me about him would be greatly appreciated.
I thought maybe you would like to know something about me.
I've lived in Atlanta for 10 years now but am originally from
Minnesota, where I grew up in a big Irish-Catholic family of
7 kids - 3 boys and 4 girls! I am a graphic designer (I enclosed
a press release with my picture - its 2 years old) and am
planning to go out on my own as a freelance designer probably
in April - eventually I hope to have a design studio with real
live employees! I married a wonderful man named Mr. In-The-
Wrong-Place-At-The-Wrong-Time when I was 26 - he is a
designer too - and we have 2 great kitties.
I hope that I have not frightened you - I wish your family
all the best and send much love to you all. Please give your son
a kiss for me and have a wonderful Christmas season.
My address is:
Merrily Down the Stream
Fabulous Deal of a duplex
Atlanta
Merrily
Labels: adoption, Bryan, Duplex, Letters, Mr. In-The-Wrong-Place-At-The-Wrong-Time
12 Comments:
I sincerely hope they welcome your letter and feel secure enough to share some news and pictures with you.
It's a lovely letter.
I have chills right now. What a beautiful letter and what a miraculous gift you gave that boy and his adoptive parents. You are a wonderful woman.
I also gave birth to a son when I was 17, in Atlanta. He would be 37 now, almost 38, years old. I have searched for him off and on over the years, but mostly off, because I really want him to be the one to come to me, so that it will be what he really wants.
I hope he has had a good life, that he is happy, that his adoptive parents loved and cherished him and gave everything he needed that I was not able to do.
I want him to know how much I loved him, that I cried every day while I was pregnant with him because I knew I would have to give him up, for his own good. And how I cried in mourning of the loss of him every day for more than five years after he was born.
I hope he has a good life, and that if we ever do meet, that he finds me worthy of knowing.
This? Delicious.
So delicious I read it twice. You are a wonderful person and I hope you know that.
as tears fill my eyes, I pray that you find the answers you are looking for... what a wonderfully written letter.
Beautiful, Merrily.
Woops - that last comment was from me, but on a different account.
I just got linked to your blog. This is a very beautiful letter. I am new to the blogging world. check me out if you would like :)
Wow! How did they respond?
That was so wonderful!
Did you hear back from them? I hope so. A lovely letter.
that is remarkable candour; you poor thing. you may not feel "poor," but it must have been, and must still be, terribly painful....
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