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Roberta_ -> RE: Favourite memories of mother (5/21/2008 12:19:57 PM)
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Favorite memories of my birth mom would be the last time I saw her when I was a child. She picked sis and I up from the foster home and took us to the park and got us chocolate ice cream cones. She didn't get mad at me for dripping ice cream all over my new outfit that she has just bought me. I loved the new outfit and was afraid of her temper. She hugged me and told me that when we got back to the foster home, I needed to change my clothes and she'd bring the outfit back to me the next time she saw me. She took lots of pictures of us and even asked a stranger to take some pictures of all three of us. I was about 5 or 6 years old. Fast forward about 25-30 years. She lost the outfit somewhere along the way. We were reunited and she showed me the pictures of that day. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Adoptive mom; September 27, 1972. I was almost 8 and sis was almost 4 and it was the day before mom's 28th birthday. Along with our soon-to-be father and our two soon-to-be brothers, we all went to the park and then out for lunch. The waitress came by and told mom that she couldn't get over how much "her daughters" looked like her. At that time, it was considered a shame and an embarrassment to a child for them to be an orphan. Rather than tell our story and possibly embarrass us, she just politely thanked the waitress. The first time I called her mom, almost two years later, she cried. When my birth mom passed away, my mom sent me a beautiful card.
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