Happy Mother's Day!

I found out today that Mother's Day is celebrated on May 13th in my son's birth country. There's a woman out there who gave birth to my son who is most likely seeing others around her celebrate being moms. Wow. What could she be feeling? Adoption by it's very nature is a blessing that comes from trauma. Many who give up their children for different reasons like poverty or because that child has a disability can still visit them in the baby house. I wonder if she's fighting with herself to visit? I wonder if she hasn't given her decision another thought, for her own sanity, until this day popped up. She can't know I exist. It will be two more months before I'm even allowed to travel there. Does it eat at her that he's still without a mother? Does she know how thankful I am for her?

Will she ever know that her little Yehorchyk is my precious, beloved Roland?

Once there were two women who never knew each other.
One you do not remember, the other you call Mother.

One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.
The first gave you life and the second taught you to live in it.

The first gave you a need for love and the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality, the other gave you a name,

One gave you the seed of a talent the other gave you an aim.
One gave you emotions, the other calmed your fears.

One saw your first sweet smile, the other dried your tears.
One gave you up--it was all that she could do.

The other prayed for a child, and God led her straight to you.
And now you ask me through your tears, the age old questions through the years,

Heredity or Environment--which are you the product of'
Neither my darling-neither; just two different kinds of love.

Anonymous