Dear Mom,

I honestly have hated you for the longest time. I don’t understand and may never understand why you had to give me up. I know I was an affair baby and supposedly you were a very pretty woman, I mean how else could you be a little hoe. I really wish I could understand or know what was going on in your mind and life when you found out about me. I want to be able to say thank you for bringing me into this world but I am not at that point in my life where I can. I know you wanted the best for me and yes I experienced so much as a child. I danced, played the piano, skied, rode horses, spent nights in New York City seeing plays on Broadway- off Broadway, the Met, sat on the steps at the MoMA. vacationed in Martha’s Vineyard, Fire Island, Nigeria, Florida. But even with all of that something was always missing and that was a mother's love, your love. A child and her biological mother have a connection and a special love, it’s inevitable but you cut that off without even giving me a chance. Why couldn't you give me a chance. I promise no matter what she says I am not that evil an dI do have feelings no matter how many times I push them away because of how many times I have been hurt.

Moraya