Tomorrow I make a trip that will change my entire life. I am going to meet my birth mother, after 41 years we will finally meet. And there isn’t a thought or feeling that exists that isn’t coursing through me at this moment. Panic? Sure, it’s there. Will she like me? Will I like her? Will I see too much of her in me or too little? Will she show me a glimpse of my future that I have been seeking out, or will that glimpse be a disappointment? In the end, what do you say to a woman who sacrificed so much to save my little life. How do I even begin to show her how much that means to me? I am out of words. All that I comprehend now is base emotion, longing, sadness, fear and trepidation.
Tonight, I want to say a prayer to her. A special blessing to the woman who gave me life, who thought so little of her wants and so much of mine that she handed me over without even having the chance to hold me. Not even once. There is bravery in man. But, there is a force that lives in a Mother, a strength and courage that comes in our time of need and helps us to do the right thing for our children. Tonight, I honor you, my “mother”, who brought me into this world and kept me safe. You placed me into the hands of a family that is warm, loving and have embraced me as their own and now they share this moment with me as the circle closes and the mysteries are unveiled. I can’t wait to read my next chapter.
Goodnight to you all.
Mindy Hester
