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Originally Posted by Easton
Jen
I joined many adoption sites through out NYS, then when i found out that my birth mother was canadian, i started the search in canada. i really almost got lucky, until the actual birth dates didnt match up. i went as far as copying the info NYS gave me ( non identifying info) and sent it to this woman in canada that had a birth mom looking.
worst thing is, how do i know i was born on the 12th day? i dont believe a word anyone says at this point about my records.
i'm sorry for your abuse. Truly i am.
I have never been abused by my parents, i had a great life growing up. the best education, the best of everything. but as it sticks out right now, my parents told me for 20 years that i was adopted through catholic charities at 11 months of age. NYS paperwork says i was adopted through the state. who do i believe? back then it was 2 very different networks. state being the fucked up state of NY and catholic charities being catholic???
Avery is beautiful soul. i wish very much that he had the chance to meet his grandparents.
My condolences on your father, i do remember kelle telling me.
Sam
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Thank you, he was very abusive, so its been kinda weird.
He did give us good educations and travel and all that, but he was crazy.
I know what you mean about not knowing what is real. Sometimes I wonder if my birthday is when I think it is, or if the time is right. I do know where it was though, and it was Methodist charities which yes, was separate from the state.
Have you gone through all your Dad's papers? We found some things pertaining to my sister's adoption, but there is so so so much more to be gone through, and I have just not felt up to it. I guess maybe you did before he went to the assisted living place?
I would have thought that NY would be more liberal in its adoption records than Oklahoma, but I guess not. In Oklahoma, you can send a letter to the state and if your birth parents try to contact you, they will give them the letter. Problem is, so many women used an assumed name. My birth mother did.
I wish Avery could have met his grandparents too.