380. Carolynclosure : Rose park Salt Lake City Itah, LDS Hospital, LDS Mormon Closed Adoption Agentcy, Donna ( believe to be dead but no death record found) and James Ross Williams LDS bishop (adoptive parents) my mom has Scottish Irish Dutch in her and many many many mental health and physical health and chemically imbalanced. I’m her daughter Chealsey Memmott and there has yet to be a trace with my moms weird adoption and would just love to know why she has so many health problems. I have beee raising my own mother since I have been 10 she could t teach me no more my dad was always leaving me to do so and I still don’t mind I love my mother and I have been fighting to see why her and Slowly I am have so many health problems. Mormons LDS Closed Adoptions got shut down for unlawful adoptions death coverups and her adoptive parent is a bishop. We just want closure. And we’re tired of assuming the most morbid news about all the inbreeding these Mormons are doing and what that inbreeding of human has done to the medical view of it diabetes was the first know human mutation of farming and inbreeding humans between poligamists, currently my 13 ur old was diagnost with us in a 2 month coma at age four. Please help and thank you for your time on reading this novel
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382. Mjoelkers : I was born at UMC hospital in Las Vegas, NV on October 27, 1991 at 6:45am. I was adopted by Camille Stack, a single Polish Catholic woman who was a high school science teacher (she has recently retired).
There’s not much in my file about my birth parents other than my mother was about 21 years old when she had me, and that my father wasn’t in the picture at the time. I believe that I was either adopted through Catholic Charities or was a ward off the state.
I really want to reach out to my birth mother and thank her so much for the beautiful life she gave me and to let her know that she has two grandchildren. I’m 26 years old now, stay at home mom, married to an Army veteran, and have three dogs. I’m going back to work and school once my daughter is a year old.
My son is four years old and his name is Lucas. My daughter is 9 months old and her name is Kacie.
If your my mom and you’re reading this, I love you and thank you so much. I can only imagine how hard your decision was to make and if you want to meet me I can’t wait. It takes true love and courage to make a decision like you did and I want you to know that I was raised with all the love and support you would have given me. Loves and hugs, Mary Jo
To all the birth parents and adoptees, never lose hope. ❤️
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383. SteveHarveyOswald : I was born at 9:59AM on Wednesday, April 21st, 1993, at UMC hospital in Las Vegas, Nevada. i was 9 pounds. my mother carried me a full 9 months. my name is Steve, the name picked by the woman you chose to raise me. you are both native "Pennsyltuckians". and you also both have another huge characteristic in common, i wont go into detail here. when i was about 20 and half i was given all the documents ive ever had about you, and my maternal bloodline. i know i have 3 older half siblings, 2 brothers and a sister, and even if my mother wished to have nothing to do with me, i still look forward to someday, and it will be soon, meeting my brothers and my sister. i hope i meet everyone, learn about my direct ancestral lineage, from the people themselves. i have no bad feelings, no resentment, i love my life, as hard as it has been, as low and poor as i have been, as traumatic and frightening and isolated as i ever felt, it was all just as beautiful as the loves ive had and have, the people ive met and connected with, the places ive seen, the miracles, the perfection of all that experience has made me into who i am still becoming, and many times i didnt like who that was, but these past 2.5 years have been the beginning to something im still figuring out how to create. i have gone through hell, but i never stopped off there long enough to let it consume me, ive always pushed through, and every time ive pushed harder and faster. i cannot allow myself to be any lesser of a person, of a man, as a member of our species than i have already been. you can never be too compassionate, or understanding, or genuine, gentle, caring, and so on, the world needs love, people do. everyone becomes more when they are shown they do matter, simply because they are here. nothing can change that. anyway, i found that ive genetically inhereted your inclination to write, i do philosophical stuff, very strong emotive pieces, sometimes non fiction, write about historical events that no one seems to remember anymore, but mainly i write lyrics, poetic, long storytelling style pieces, as well as musically on so,far only stringed, instruments. i love the creative side of humanity. as well as the others. anyway. i believe your name is Nanette, born February prior to san Franciscos summer of love in 69. not far from Pittsburgh. i hope we get to meet, i believe we will.
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