Never forgotten, never lost.
Never far from mind or thought.
Not left behind, or in the past.
No image fades, the memory lasts.
You're seen in smiles my children give.
Always within my heart you'll live.
Remembered now, forever here.
'Til close of life, and end of years.
I've been very busy lately starting a new job, moving, getting settled in both. I had not even thought about Mother's Day and the extra emotion it brings being adopted and separated from the mother who gave you life. I had a few rough moments that brought tears to my eyes last week with a very moving quote from an adoptee who we lost this year. She wrote incredible books that almost every adoptee can relate to, and BJ put into words what so many of us haven't been able to say, or define about our adoptive experiences.
And then I open the Sunday paper.
Even though my biological mother can't step out of the past and let go of the secrets and shame I will always think of her and wonder if she thinks of me. As a mother, I don't see how she could not. And, as an adoptee I'll never give up hope someday, I will be able to know who she is.