By: Diane Paturzo

Diane Paturzo — Sun, 18 Aug 2019 17:52:03 +0000

I was adopted in 1954 at age two months out of New York where the records are still sealed. I am grateful that it doesn’t say bastard on my birth certificate but it is weird that it says that the parents who raised me were my birth parents. I wish I knew my birth mother. I thought she would contact the agency i came out of and that when my adoptive parents died in 1998 and 2003, that I would be able to find this woman and maybe some more family. That has not happened and I am reluctant to force the issue for fear of negative results. When my now 39 year old daughter had her first pregnancy at age 15 I did not want her to give the child up. There is a deep wound from not knowing my origins and I did not want that for any relative of mine. I could not work at the Christian organizations that promote adoption because they wanted me to counsel the moms that this was “placing” the child in other arms. I always felt they were giving the child away. I am glad there are open adoptions but I’m sure these are fraught with pain. I am glad you are moving on and writing honestly. I know there are many circumstances in which a child must be given to another family to raise and that that can not always be a relative. I think it is wonderful that my legal parents wanted to adopt. I think it is incredible that my biological mother decided not to have an abortion. I hate abortion and am so glad that there is a better choice.

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By: Diane Paturzo