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The decision to give up my child was not a difficult one - at first. I was barely 18, my fiance (the father) only a few months older.
Years went by, and I thought more and more often of my child. But she wasn't mine any more. Like all young couples, we waited 5 years before starting a family. We were settled, secure, and now emotionally and financially ready for children. But it was not to be. And we were refused permission to adopt as we had given up a child of our own for adoption.
It was to be 12 years before I had children. Those years seemed to me to be my punishment for giving up my child. I accepted the punishment and as part of it, I joined the Catholic Women's League Adoption Society as part of an adoption triad discussion group. Bmothers, aparents, adoptees and pregnant women were all involved.
It was then that I realised that I needed to do something for my daughter. I needed to let her know her origins.
My search had started. My daughter was contacted on my behalf by the authorities and although she doesn't want to make direct contact at this stage, she at least knows she can access her file any time. I made the right decision all those years ago. I owe her aparents a debt of eternal gratitude for raising her with so much love and caring that she has never felt the need to search. Light and love to all of you.