That night, after finding Dorain, I had to go to work. The tables I was serving, I'm sure, were frustrated. My mind just wasn't in it, I couldn't think of anything else and I was moving so slowly! I had gotten the worst tips of my life that night. I understand being frustrated with a server, I don't think people understand that we only make $2.17 an hour though! People need to realize that 18% should be the lowest tip given nowadays, I usually tip 25%. Anywho, back to the story... So I got home from work that night and my mom told me that she had some stuff that Dorain had given them before I was born. It was a letter and some poems. This letter showed me how hard it really was for her to give me up. She loved me so much, enough to give me up to a family that she knew would be able to give me more. She had already stopped speaking with my birth father, her relationship with her father was horrible, and she just didn't have any support. It wasn't a situation that she wanted to raise a baby in.
This letter made me feel for her. I couldn't imagine having to give up your baby. I mean I would understand it being easier for someone in their teens, someone who has a lot more to lose if they keep the baby. Dorain was older, she'd graduated from high school and gotten some of her life out of the way, so I know she didn't give me up cause she was selfish for time. She wanted me, she just couldn't take care of me the way she wanted to.
I was talking to my parents before I read the letter, they said that one of their saddest memories with Dorain was after the first time meeting her. They dropped her off at the train station, she was only two weeks away from having me, and she was all by herself. She had no one to go home to, no one to help her on the train, just by herself. When I heard this, it broke my heart. She really did care so much and went through so much to make sure that I had the life she wanted me to have.
THANK YOU DORAIN!!! Thank you for thinking of me rather than yourself when you gave me a home! I truely do appreciate it, and although I am sad that I didn't get to know you while I was growing up, I am glad that we have time now to get to know each other. It's like an extra little part of me has been opened up, a new compartment to my life that I had little information about, and now I can learn everything I want to. Or at least a lot of what I want to.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
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