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Geez Dave, I don't know how you can hold all that inside? I would have been crying like a little kid. Just reading your two posts left me a little limp in my throat. Good luck. I sure hope you'll get to see your Biological Mom soon.
I may have been 7, the woman across the street were good friends with my folks. One day, she came over and ask us to hide her because her bio-daughter was coming to see her for the first time with some of their family member. I still remember her peeking through our blinds sobbing away as soon as the car pulled up into her driveway. They rang her door bell for some time finally, went away. I still remember her telling my mother that she was not ready and couldn't do it. Much later, I remember hearing that they eventually met up after sometime.
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