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All I Want For Christmas Is My Mom


Posted: 6/3/2009
Note: Names, Identifying informaiton and details may have been altered to protect personal identities.

"All I want for Christmas is to find my mom," I told my husband last December. My whole life I have wondered why she gave me up for adoption and if I have any brothers and sisters. My husband was supportive, but skeptical. He didn't want to trust complete strangers with our hard-earned money or worse, our emotions. But after I saw an episode of The Locator I convinced him to look into it.

December 13th I was in a terrible car accident and I was reminded that life is short--you can't wait around for dreams to come true, sometimes you just have to make them happen. I used the settlement from the insurance company to pay for the search, and after researching Search Quest America's reputation on the internet I knew I was in good hands.

Susan found my birth mother in less than a month. She was living in a small town in California just 35 minutes away from my home. She has lived there for over twenty years and when I got her address I almost didn't know what to do with it. I originally planned to send her a letter first, but when I told my daughter the news, the first thing she said was, "Road Trip!!" She and her fiance got in the car that day and drove to my birth mother's home and rang the doorbell. When she opened the door, my daughter burst into tears.

When she composed herself she asked, "did you give a baby girl up for adoption on October 27, 1952?"

"Yes, I did. Why do you ask?" she replied.

"Because that was my mother. I think you're my grandma!"

Ruby stood there in shock for a moment, and then said, "Oh my God!! Come in, come in!"

The rest is history. My daughter took a moment to calm down and then called me on the cell phone and I was able to speak with my birth mother for the first time in my life.

I have always longed to find her. In fact when I was younger, my mother tells me I used to say, "I want my real mom!" whenever I was sick or particularly upset. It has been my lifelong dream to get to know her and that moment was so unreal. For the first time in my life I felt like I belonged to someone and there was a purpose to my life. Don't get me wrong, I had a great life. But it's like you're walking around all your life with this big hole in your heart and then all of a sudden it gets filled up. You feel complete for the first time ever, and for me it felt better than I ever imagined it would.

I also finally got the answers I needed to the medical mysteries that have plagued me my whole life. I have had heart trouble since I was a child, and you can't imagine the frustration I felt every time I would go to a new doctor and have to explain that yes, I understand these problems are hereditary, but no, I don't know my family medical history. Now I know that my mother has these same issues along with a few others I need to look out for. Plus I learned my true heritage. I always knew that I am part Indian, but I thought I was also English. It turns out that I am a mix of Cherokee and Blackfoot Indian, along with Irish and German. There isn't an English drop of blood in my body, and for some it might be a small thing but for me it means the world to know my true heritage.

We also have a lot of little things in common that I wasn't expecting. I never knew that little mannerisms could be inherited. For example we both cross our ankles and always run around barefoot. I hate to wear shoes and so does she, isnt that crazy? Both of us have the attitude that "what you see is what you get, if you like me you do and if you don't you don't." I never even considered that I might get that from my birth mother.

When I was born she never saw me, but she did know I was a girl. She named me Glenna Louise after my dad, whose name was Glen, but the funny thing is that my middle name today is also Louise. It is a happy coincidence. You know I always watched The Locator show and worried that when I found my birth mother she might be dead or not want to make contact. I couldn't have been more wrong. She says that the day my daughter rang her doorbell was the happiest day of her life.

A few months ago she came and spent the weekend with us. She met her three granddaughters and six great grandchildren. We are the first family that she has had in her life in a long time. I was able to make contact with her four children, who are my half-siblings, but after a family dispute, she hasn't spoken to them since 1985. I can't imagine what could make me let her go now that I have her back, and I'm trying to be the middle ground to get everyone back in touch again. Even my adoptive mom is happy for me, and I am just determined not to let any more time pass without my birth mother in my life. Ruby says she thought about searching for me many times throughout my life, but out of respect for me, she waited--she didn't want to disrupt my life. She always hoped that one day I would come looking for her, and we are both so happy I did.

Thank you Search Quest America for helping my Christmas wish come true. It might be June, but I will always remember it as the best Christmas gift I could ever have received. You are angels, all of you.

(Written by Mica Burton on Maggie's behalf.)

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