Me

So, you should know by now I was adopted. I'm pretty good about sharing that info 😉

I was adopted as a baby and met my bio mom when I was 18. I don't know much about my bio dad. Hardly anything at all except a name and picture. 

Me!! Aren't I cute?? Haha

My bio mom - Terrelyn

My bio dad - Gary 

Meeting my birth mom was hard for me. I had her information for a few weeks before I could muster up the courage to meet her. It went really well though and she was able to be there for my wedding! 

Growing up I had all these visions of what my bio parents would be like. My favorite day dream was my story would be exactly like "What a Girl Wants" and my dad was some form of royalty. 😘 

All I knew was my birth mom was young when she had me(16), wanted my name to be Ashley (which was what my parents already planned on naming me), she knew she couldn't take care of me, and she chose adoption as her best option. I got little bits of information growing up but not a ton. I was also informed my birth dad wasn't told about me. I guess he encouraged another girl (he was with) to have an abortion and my mom didn't want to risk me. So, she just didn't tell him. He was in the military and they were in the Philippines when I was conceived. I'm still piecing things together, but this is what I got so far. To my knowledge any way. 

It took a while for us to figure out his full name and I still don't know it. Zach talked to my birth mom and got it. I just wasn't ready to know. I think I am now though. 

These past few years have been crazy. I'm learning how important family is. He may not know me, and I'm honestly not sure what I'll do if I actually do find him. I have come to the conclusion that he deserves a chance to know me though. Not in a cocky way, but just in general. If Zach or I had a kid out there that we weren't told about, I'd want to know. I'd at least want a chance to say whether I want to be apart of their life or not. 

This is going to be extremely hard for me. I do not take rejection well at all, but I need to do this. For me. To close a door or open it. I can't just stand still any longer. Time is precious and since he was in the military, he may not be around anyway. As morbid as that sounds. Who knows how it will go, but I can't wait forever and regret it later. 

I can really use all the support and love I can get! Especially prayers for both Gary and I. Throwing in a daughter 27 years later is kind of a big deal. I know it's going to be a very tough situation. Wish me luck!! 😊