Sweetie,

Forty years ago, I made a very difficult decision, one which I have regretted to this day. You see, your daddy and I were having problems, and a child was more than he could handle. So, to keep him happy, I terminated my pregnancy and gave up my chance to see you grow. I am not proud of that decision. In fact, it has brought me a lot of sadness over the years. I would have liked to send you off to school, to heal your bumps and bruises, to see you graduate, to love any grandchildren you might have given me. I would have liked to be involved in your life.

I am writing to let you know that you have two brothers, one sister, three nieces, and a wonderful new daddy who would have loved you just as much as he does his other three children. If I hadn’t been so immature, foolish, and selfish you would have known love your whole life through. You would have known what it was like to play with your siblings and to argue with them too. You would have known what it meant to be in a family that is committed to each other - a family who would sacrifice all to help one another. But, you weren’t given that chance and for that I am so sorry. I hope you can forgive me and understand that if I had it to do all over again, you would have made your appearance into this world and you would have made your mark here as well.

I love you darling.

Please forgive me,

Mommy, age 64