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Posted: 1/6/2010
Note: Names, Identifying informaiton and details may have been altered to protect personal identities.

/images/stories.asp?i=20110523203947.0.jpgMy name is Sarrah Edwards and I live in Virginia. I am merely 19, almost 20, years old, but I knew I wanted to meet my birthmother; connect with her since I was little. I wanted to know her. I wanted to know her name, her personality to know her as a human being; I needed to know. And I would be sent to hell before I let anyone take that away from me. Twenty years was a long enough wait, not only for me but for my adoptive parents and grandparents as well.

I was raised very Irish-American, even thought I am full Puerto Rican. Race was hard during my childhood. As I was growing up, my parents always told me, Your birth mother loved you, but we love you too. My parents always reminded me how grateful they were for my birth mother. She gave them their baby; their only daughter, their only child. They gave me a good life and they are wonderful parents, but they wouldn't be my parents if it hadn't been for her.

By the time I was a senior in High School, I was counting down the days til 18; counting day in, day out. I had recently found out that my uncle-in-law, brother-in-law of my adoptive mothers sister, was then and is now my birth grandparents' doctor. So I was waiting; waiting down to the minute, when I turned 18 to call and say, Hey Uncle! Im 18 now how bout that, uh, that numero. And I called my birth grandfather and it was amazing! By this time, I was already doing hardcore research on adoption for my senior paper and presentation. So each day that passes, I was more and more excited know that I was that much closer to meeting her.

My birth grandfather made it clear that my birth mother was in hard times but that she would contact me before my High School Graduation. Graduation came and went, first semester at college came and went, my 19th birthday came and went. Little did I know then that he never told my mother I was looking for her and wanted to connect with her.

My adoptive mother read this article in an 'All You' magazine and put on it on my stairs. For Sarrah, Love Mom, it said on the top. I saw it, thought nothing of it. I saw, I use my sixth sense to solve cases, and I thought, That's great she sees dead people. Cool, and I went on my way. Several days passed and my mom finally told me what the article was about and I ran upstairs to read it. That minute, I got online to check out Susan's website and within five minutes, my mom and I were on the phone, hiring Susan Friel-Williams to find my birth mother for me.

My mom was just as excited as myself. She said, I'll finally be able to tell her thank you, and I smiled and that was that. It was less than two weeks when I called Susan, informing her that I received the basic information packet sent to me. She already had found names, dates of birth, mailing addresses for my family and I was thrilled!!

My aunt, whose brother-in-law is the Dr., had moved and was living in this one area, now, for close to 10 years. My mom, myself, and my best friend had been traveling to her home near the beach for several years. My aunt, little did I know, is located 45 minutes from my birthmother. My best friend, Serena, and I met some marines at a club there, and their base is located in the same area in which my birthmother lives. Serena's boyfriend drove passed my birth mother's home to scope it out and told me what it looked like. Little did I know, my birth mother was watching from a neighbor's house and was ready to call the police. Oops! Ha ha, Ill never send him to do something like that ever again.

So I had written my birthmother a letter during my junior year in High School and decided to send it along with a new, updated letter. Susan suggested that I send it to my mother via UPS so that someone would have to sign for it; just in case they rented out or had moved. The day the letter arrived, she called me AND I MISSED THE CALL!! I called back the next day and 5:30ish PM and was on the phone with her until 1:30 the next morning. I found out I have four younger siblings! I went from being an only child to being the oldest of five! FIVE! Never in my life have I been so happy! I feel so complete. I have the support of my adoptive parents, grandmother, entire family and all of my friends, as well. They all know that no one will ever replace them, but also that I wouldnt be with them if not for her and her love for me to give me a better life than she could have given me. I have twenty years twenty years, of time to make up thats long enough for me!

Written by Sarrah in 2006
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