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My momma's story sounds so much like yours. Her parents didn't want her to abort me, but they sent her away, and she did not want to give me up. She was forced at the age of 16 also. My first phone call to her was almost 2 weeks ago, but I had the same feelings. I was nervous beyond words--and I am an actress for crying out loud. I've never had such sweaty palms, and I could hardly breathe. But once she started talking it was like my unconscious remembered her, and I was instantly at ease. It's the most wonderful feeling isn't it? I love to listen to her talk.
I'm so happy for you to have made it to this step. I have been thinking about the same thing, how can I ever thank her enough for her bravery. I decided that I can thank her by making her a huge part of my life from now on. She is tickled pink everytime I answer the phone, "Hi mom!". Little things like that make her day. I send her text messages everyday telling her how much I love her. I spoil her rotten with love, and I so enjoy every moment of it.
Enjoy her. Laugh with her. Cry with her. Share with her. That's how you can thank her.
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