My Adoption

Well, as some of you already know, I was adopted as a baby. I was taken home from the hospital by my adoptive parents when I was eleven days old. They named me Michaela. But did you know this – – my birthname that my birthmother gave to me is Karen Ashley.

I would give anything to meet my birth mother. It feels so weird that I have lived for twenty-two years and I still have not met the woman who gave birth to me. It feels like a part of me is almost missing, in a way. I have wanted to find my birth mom, but it’s been hard since I don’t even know her name. My birth mother had written me a letter (that I was to read at age sixteen). In the letter, she told me that her and my father loved me very much, and that they didn’t want to give me up for adoption but they just weren’t ready for a baby financially. She said that once I’m of age, I can come looking for her. I have tried searching for her online, but I haven’t had any success. There are a few adoption websites where you can register, fill out some personal information, and it will be posted online for others to see who are also looking for their child/birthparents.

There are so many thoughts that go through my head when I think about my adoption. So many unanswered questions.

– What is my birth mother like? What’s her personality like? What does she look like?
– How do my birth mother and father feel about my adoption now that it has been 22 years? What did they think at the time of my adoption? (I’m sure it was really hard for them..)
– Are mom and dad still together at all, or did they part ways?
– Where is my birth mom living now?
– Do I have any other siblings? Any brothers or sisters?
– Do my birth parents ever think about me? Do they remember my birthday every year?

I will not stop the search for my birth mother and father until I am successful. I just won’t. This is too important to me.

My adoptive parents have been so supportive of me. They are the best parents anybody could ask for. They have always been there for me, and they have showed me true unconditional love. They welcomed me into their family with open arms, and I couldn’t  be more grateful. When I became a part of this family, I gained an older brother. He is the most wonderful older brother anybody could have! Four short years later, my adoptive parents had a baby girl (my younger sister)! She’s so amazing and she has a big heart. I love my siblings SO much!!

I feel very thankful that I have this family to call my own. My dad is great. He has a very dry sense of humor (that I took after), and he’s very sarcastic. My mom is so kind and loving as well, she’s awesome. My older brother is amazing. He actually got married in August of 2009. My sister and I were bridesmaids in the wedding. It was really neat to be a part of his special day! As for my sister…she’s crazy! Spunky, laid-back, friendly, and goofy! She’s such a sweetie. I wouldn’t give up my family for anything! They’re the best family anybody could ask for. I feel pretty lucky to have them in my life.

As I said earlier, I won’t stop the search for my birth parents. That just isn’t an option. I want to meet you mom and dad…more than anything! I will stay strong as I continue my search for you, and I won’t give matter what.

~ Karen Ashley ♣