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Madilove89

Dylan Michael Hagen was born June 14, 2006. He was adopted a month later by a man named Kevin Wendell. It was supposed to be an open adoption but because they traveled a lot and Kevin has a house in France, our communication was through email only. He would give me updates on how Dylan was doing and send pictures on holidays and birthdays for the first 3 years. Then we lost contact and I haven’t heard from him since. I was 16 yrs old at the time and this was the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make. I didn’t have my family’s support so I believed the best thing to do for Dylan was find him someone who could give him a better chance at life growing up. He is 14 yrs old now and I don’t know if he knows he’s adopted yet, but Kevin did say he would tell him when he’s at an appropriate age to understand. Kevin said he was going to keep Dylan’s name but he most likely changed the last name to Wendell. Dylan was born at the Beaches Baptist Hospital in Jacksonville Beach, Fl. I didn’t find Kevin through a specific adoption agency, but rather, through a friend at the time whose dad lived in Ponte Vedra on the St. John’s river and their neighbors were building a big beautiful house right next door, and so I was introduced through them. This family wanted to adopt a boy b/c they kept trying for one and had four girls but b/c their house was being built and they were living in a much smaller place with not much room, the lady suggested her brother adopt Dylan. He rttwas already looking to adopt and thats how the process began. He fly in town for a couple weeks and I got to meet and learn stuff about him. He was single at the time but wealthy and wanted to raise children on his own. He seemed like a perfect match and we planned a day to meet with all the lawyers at a nice hotel in The Jacksonville area in a conference room and signed all the paperwork and I said good bye to Dylan and that was it. That was so hard but I knew it needed to be done b/c I couldn’t provide for him and I was immature and emotional everyday and had zero help from the biological dad or his family and my family was a mess at the time. It was what I thought was best for Dylan. It was a very selfless act but so hard to do and I miss him everyday and can’t wait to be reunited with him. Hopefully that will happen one day soon and my door will always be open to him, if he decides to look for me. The only email I had was from 2006 and I don’t know it anymore. So I pray I can find a match! I’ll be here waiting for that day to come whenever he ready! Thank you so much! 😃