My birth parents 50th wedding anniversary was a coming-out party and the culmination of a life-long dream come true. I was honored to receive an invitation but nervously wondered if I would be asked to sit at the head table with my brother and sisters. Would I be included in the formal family portrait for posterity or would I be shunned and asked to sit with strangers in the back of the room? I wondered if the other guests would gawk and stare and gossip about me?
My parents youthful longing for each other had blossomed into a romantic love affair and fifty years later their love for each other was still an inspiration to others. He was athletic and strong. She was smart, musically talented and attractive. When they were legally old enough they married. When I saw their smiles and radiating love for each other as they glided across the dance floor holding hands and waltzing to Nat King Cole’s love song “Too Young” the scene brought tears of happiness to my eyes. The words were clear and mimicked the events that had transpired in their relationship, “Their love has lasted throughout the years, even though everyone said they were too young to be in love.” The words to the song rang true—they were young teenagers in love when I was born. Others said they were too young to keep me and I was given to others for adoption. This was the time to forget the tragic past and celebrate our miraculous reunion. (Adoption Detective: Memoir of an Adopted Child, page 261)
Attending my birth parents 50th wedding anniversary was a glorious once-in-a-life-time celebration. I never lost faith during my quest to discover my ancestral roots. Finding my true identity was a tremendous reward. Being the lead adoption detective on my own case was an illuminating and fulfilling experience that left me celebrating life to the fullest. I was thrilled with my good fortune knowing that I had been warmly welcomed and unconditionally accepted by everyone. The positive affirmations and support I received from others validated my presence and left me enraptured with a warm sense of belonging and joyous feelings of contentment—I was no longer a sufferer of genealogical bewilderment. I had finally found my true and natural place in the world. My heart was joyous and filled with gladness, peace and optimism.
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Espero que otros adoptados aprenderán de mi experiencia y ser inspirados a hacer lo mismo. ” —Judith Land, autor y adoptado
J’espère que d’autres adoptés apprendront de mon expérience et être inspiré pour faire de même.” —Judith Land, auteur et adopté