Treasure Island

clarrissa berry

(09/03/1985 / columbia missouri)

An Openly Adopted Child's Legacy


Once there were two expectant mothers.
One carried and cared for you beneath her beating heart,
She became your Birthmother.
The other carried the hope of you within her,
She became your Mom.
As the days passed, and you grew bigger and stronger,
Your birthmother knew that she could not give you all you needed after your birth.
Meanwhile, your mom was ready and waiting for you.
One day, your birthmother and your mom found each other, they looked into each others eyes and saw a friend.
Your birthmother saw the life your mom could give you.
Your mom saw how much your birthmother loved and cared for you.
They decided that what you needed was both kinds of love in your life.
So now you have two families,
one by birth, the other by adoption.
And you have a home where you can get:
your questions answered,
your boo boos bandaged,
Your heartaches soothed,
and much needed hugs.
And a place where you can find:
answers to your questions,
your image in the mirror,
a part of yourself,
and much needed hugs.
Two different kinds of families,
Two different kinds of love
Both a part of you....

Submitted: Saturday, January 23, 2010

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