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Sweetie, I feel your pain on the other end of the spectrum. I gave my son up for adoption 25 years ago, and have not stopped looking for him yet. Either he doesn't know he's adopted or cares not to know about me. Every one is different. I know I think about my child every day, and there's a hole in my heart that can never be filled. I knew I couldn't give him the things he needed at my young age; wasn't even sure about the love part. But haven't stopped shedding tears since the day I left the hospital. My personal opinion is that if the means are out there and you haven't been looked for, and you KNOW THIS FOR A FACT, maybe you'd be better off leaving things the way they are. That will never change the way you feel, but if you have loving adoptive parents, then you've led a very charmed life. I cry daily for those who have none. Keep your chin up, and I hope things work out the best for, no matter which way that goes. Terri
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