Do They Know?
Do they know the determination it took to find them?
When every door seemed to be closed, I persevered.
Everything had been purposely hidden.
I was persistent and found the truth, leading me to them.
I found them for us. Do they even know?
Do they know the amount of courage it took to say ‘hello, it’s me’?
I made the calls and wrote the letters. It all had to be perfect.
So much thought went into every written word, and every sentence uttered.
Do they even know?
Do they know the strength it took to overcome their rejection?
I tried so hard to fit into their world.
I wanted them to accept me as family, yet they couldn’t.
The denial hurt. I felt inadequate and even helpless.
I mourned the loss of my entire birth family.
Yet I am resilient and will go on. Do they even know?