Mother’s Day card and entry regarding my birth Family

Hello Friends!

  Here is the video of the card I made for my birth mother, Dorthy.

I do get several comments, emails (etc.) regarding my relationship with her.  Dorothy is a nice enough person and she isn’t that old, only 65 years old.  She was 14 when I was born.  Even though she was married to my biological father at the time I was born, my entrance into the world was the result of statutory rape.  The estimations I’ve received has he (James Bone, no more information on him) was between 35 and 40 years old at the time of my conception.

I was told all of my life that my parents had died in a car accident.  I didn’t know the truth until I was nearly 47 years old.  Talk about a story for another day…

Back to Dorthy.  She only has a 4th grade education.  Even though she can read and write, her cognition and understanding of things is stuck in the position of a 10 year old or maybe even a really young teen age girl. I try to be kind and will call her on mother’s day.

A long story short I was literally taken from her arms.  I was 9 months old and was so small I was under 10 pounds.  There is much more detail than I really am comfortable with sharing, but I was neglected and abused.  My sister was two months old when my parents took her to the ER for “stomach” flu, she was found to be emaciated  sick and week. She was taken by the state on Feb. 14, 1966.

The hard cold fact was I was so malnourished and abused that I was admitted in what is now a PICU at a local hospital  for more than 2 weeks until I was strong and well enough to be placed in a foster home.  I was with my foster parents until I was 3 or 4 … no I don’t remember them.  That woman saved my life. She had me sitting, and crawling and eating and walking within a few months of my arrival.

My life would be a long ass “Dr. Phil” episode.  One day, as I have told my husband (who said he would help) I’m going to write a book “You won’t believe this shit”….

Stamp Happy and be a blessing!