My story is quite short – you see I only found out I was adopted two years ago at the age of 75! How did I find out? My brother sent the news by text message. So nice of him. Although the news answered a few questions for me it also shattered me. Although I now know my birth mothers name I have no idea of who I am, what my heritage is or who my family is. Yes, I am very grateful to the life I was given by my adoptive parents but I wish I had been told whilst they were still alive. No, I will not make further enquiries – why disturb the memory of another family.
