OK, so we just reread the previous posting, Never Saw It Coming, and I have to tell you, it didn't make a lick of sense to us, and and I'm the one who wrote it. Perhaps it's because we were running on 2 hours sleep in the previous twenty four hours when it was written. Here is a clearer synopsis of that posting.
I found out two days ago that the Margaret Josephine Holliday on my birth certificate was a total alias. You see, it turns out that my guardian mother (remember there was no adoption) was actually my aunt. My birth mother was the younger sister of my guardian mom. A family member finally told me the whole story. As he put it, it wasn't a pretty story, but it was a sweet one.
My birth mother, who was 3 months shy of her 14th birthday was "taken advantage of" by a boyfriend of my grandmother. After my birth, a childhood friend of my guardian mom's took me to her home for about 6 months "until things settled down" and my guardian parents decided they wanted me. They wanted to keep me in the family and they were the only ones in the family who were in a position to be able to take on the responsibilities of a baby.
My birth mother visited me often and cared for me and loved me until her death due to cancer 3 years later.
He said that everything they did, from falsifying my birth certificate to dreaming up a "neat and tidy" story to give me and everyone else was done to "protect" me from the fact that I was a product of a crime.
I cannot even begin to find the words to express how freeing it is to finally have the truth.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
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