26 years ago today...
I gave birth to a baby girl I called Mia. Five days later I left the hospital and went back to being a teenager. I left the baby to be adopted by a family who would love and care for her like she were their own. From this perspective (all the wisdom that comes in the 40s *wink*), it was really _that_ simple.
I don't regret it. At that time, I made that decision as carefully as any 17 year old could have. I walked away and didn't waver. And I did it alone.
I do mark this day's passing each year with thoughts of that time in my life, though I don't dwell on it much. This year I feel sadder for some reason, but likely because of that self-reflection 'thing' that's been going on these past months. I have a history of noting feelings but not feeling them.
Mostly, I hope she's happy and healthy and well-loved.
I don't regret it. At that time, I made that decision as carefully as any 17 year old could have. I walked away and didn't waver. And I did it alone.
I do mark this day's passing each year with thoughts of that time in my life, though I don't dwell on it much. This year I feel sadder for some reason, but likely because of that self-reflection 'thing' that's been going on these past months. I have a history of noting feelings but not feeling them.
Mostly, I hope she's happy and healthy and well-loved.