I was only seven years old when I knew that my mother and father were not my biological parent.  I feel so sad but I easily cope up with my sadness maybe because I was still a child and I don’t know the real issue behind it.

When I shared this to my friend she said to me the importance of this to my life. That I still need to know my biological parents.  I was in high school level then.

It bothered me a lot.  That’s why I seek my real mother and father.  Every day was a   search day for me.  I  find different   manner   to look for them only to find out that both of them had their own families.  I took   me two to three years to do that.  

That time I did not notice that my adaptive parents were worrying about me.  They were having trouble concerning their health.  The doctor said it was because of too much worrying, depression and stress. 

That was the time when I realized how much I hurt my parents.   They gave everything to me and yet I did not gave them importance.  Without them I am nothing. 

I talk to my adaptive mother.  She said that adopting does not mean shopping for a perfect child but opening your hearts to a special human being.   “  You are special to me my child and no matter what even  you did not come to my tummy you are our child and we love you so much that would not change.”  My fears started to fell on my face and I hugged my mother tightly.  I promised that I would not change. 

  They are God’s gift to me and I feel so blessed having them as my parents.

By: Maricel Factoran | Lamao Elementary School | Limay, Bataan