I remember when I was 8 years old, I saw a baby's book in my mother's drawer that was lock most of the time. That day she forgot to close it and due to my curiosity (of course I was a child) I took a look inside. I read the name inside the baby's book and was wondering who was Leah Isabella Janson. I took the book and brought it to my yaya and I asked whose it was and she said right away the it was my real name. I got confused, so she told me to ask my mother instead.
My mom explained everything that day that I was not her real daughter and that she loves me more than her own. She also taught me not to feel bad or be mad at my real mother because she only did it out love. She wanted me to have more in life because she could not afford it.
My life had always been difficult since then. My real identity was my deepest. Some of my classmates found out about it and I always felt terrible. But God gave me a good set of friends and they loved me still.
Years later. July of something 2010, I receive a call from my foster mom and she told me to go to her house because my sister in Manila had a news for me. I called her and she told me that my real mom was trying to reach me.
I called my real mom who is now in the US. The experience was strange. No drama for me. Then I found out that she had and is having a caner. It started with the breast cancer and now a cancer in the throat.
We are chatting online everyday and then an idea got in my head to give her something to remind her of me. Thank God for Meream's creativity, I got her one of these necklaces that Meream made.
Necklace on the left: For the mother who loves me more than her very own
Necklace on the right: For the mother who gave birth to me and missed my childhood
Now I feel I'm the luckiest daughter in the whole world for having 3 mothers. The third one is my yaya who had always been there for me. Will get her one of these necklaces too.
My mom explained everything that day that I was not her real daughter and that she loves me more than her own. She also taught me not to feel bad or be mad at my real mother because she only did it out love. She wanted me to have more in life because she could not afford it.
My life had always been difficult since then. My real identity was my deepest. Some of my classmates found out about it and I always felt terrible. But God gave me a good set of friends and they loved me still.
Years later. July of something 2010, I receive a call from my foster mom and she told me to go to her house because my sister in Manila had a news for me. I called her and she told me that my real mom was trying to reach me.
I called my real mom who is now in the US. The experience was strange. No drama for me. Then I found out that she had and is having a caner. It started with the breast cancer and now a cancer in the throat.
We are chatting online everyday and then an idea got in my head to give her something to remind her of me. Thank God for Meream's creativity, I got her one of these necklaces that Meream made.
Necklace on the left: For the mother who loves me more than her very own
Necklace on the right: For the mother who gave birth to me and missed my childhood
Now I feel I'm the luckiest daughter in the whole world for having 3 mothers. The third one is my yaya who had always been there for me. Will get her one of these necklaces too.
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