So seven years ago, I was a high school student applying for the Kentucky Governor’s Scholar Program and out of a list of 7 prompts, I chose the following…
“Suppose you had to choose one person – a modern person or a person from another era – to travel with you on a cross-country automobile trip. Who would you choose and why? What would you hope to learn from him/her? (Think carefully about the company you want on those long stretches through Nebraska or Kansas.)”
I chose to write a letter to my birth mom asking her to go on this road trip with me. In honor of Mother’s Day tomorrow I am going to share my essay… Take in mind this was written 7 years ago and my formal writing has improved a ton since then… anyway here it is:
Hi, Mom. Do you care if I call you Mom? How have you been over these last seventeen years? I hope you are doing well. My life has been terrific, although it has always been lacking something. That something is you. I would like the chance to meet you and spend time with you. I know a fantastic opportunity for us to have that chance; we could go on a cross-country road trip.
This would mean a great deal to me, Mom. I have always dreamt about the day when we would finally meet each other. If we went on this road trip together, it would allow us a lot of time to fill each other in on all the year we have missed out on. We could spend hours talking, laughing, having fun and building a personal relationship with each other.
Taking this trip would allow me to ask you many things and learn answers from you that I have never known. I hope you would be willing to answer my questions. The one question that etches itself in my mind is, “Why did you choose to put me up for adoption?” Please understand, I am glad you did instead of having an abortion, but my curious mind cannot help but wonder.
There are so many other questions that I am dying to ask. I really want to know about you. What are the goals you have in your life? Who has made the biggest influence on you? A question that really burns in my heart is, who is my father? Were you in love with him? Was he nice? Do you think I could meet him? Do I have any brothers and sisters? These are all questions I am yearning to inquire about.
Writing this letter to you has been one of the hardest things I have done in my life.. I hope you understand this and you will seriously consider coming with me on this trip. I will be heartbroken if you do not. I really think a child has the right to know who their parents are and I yearn to meet you and make you a part of my life.
Mom, I hope that you accept my invitation to go on a cross-country road trip. There are so many things I want to understand about you, and it would mean the world to me to have this opportunity. You have already missed seventeen years of my life: my first steps, my first words, and the first time I scraped my knee. Please allow us to have this chance at a fresh start and build a fresh relationship that I, for one, have missed out on in my life.
Kelsey Diane ”
Reading this letter today, I reflected back at who I was seven years ago. While I would still love to meet my birth mother and spend time with her, I know that she made the best choice for her life and my life, when she chose to give me up for adoption. I do not however feel like she messed up or missed anything, I know that if it was meant to we would have spent our lives together.
I desire to meet my birth mom, but my mom (the one who adopted me) means so much to me and is my real mom. I love her so much and today if you asked me who I would like to drive across the country it would be her. I love spending time with my mom and can’t wait until the next time I get to hang out with her.
I love both of my moms and wish them both a Happy Mother’s Day!!