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The sixties were another world, filled with many taboos. It never even occurred to me that I could actually tell someone I was pregnant, not even my parents. I know it is hard to understand any of this without walking that mile in another's shoes. But that is just the way it was. I placed a release of information on file the year my daughter turned 18. Seventeen years after that I found a post on an adoption site from a woman looking for her birth mother. I read the information and knew immediately it was my birth daughter. We have been in contact for a couple of months, and are planning to meet each other soon. I am happy and excited and very much look forward to that occasion with no reservations or fear. Have I thought about her every day since she was born? Nope. If I wanted to think about her every day, I would have kept her. Life is full of hard decisions that are niether right or wrong... they are just decisions you make, and then you move on..... most importantly: you move on. Life is just something that keeps coming at us...and keeps coming. Your b-mom is obviously proceeding with caution, but she is also apparently very interested since she is sending pictures/info to you. Let her go at her pace. I think you will be meeting her soon. And this is a good thing!
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