Every family has its secrets. Eventually the skeletons can’t be contained in the closet any more and tumble right out. This family’s secret was a baby girl who was given up for adoption nearly 60 years ago.
There were only a few people in this family who knew the truth. Their secret was buried deep inside, only a single piece of evidence remained. A birth certificate that came to light one day, long after those who knew the secret passed away.
A birth certificate that lead to an Internet search. Countless adoption websites were poured over, record after record reviewed, until one day, finally, there was a match. A woman, with the same birth date, born at the same hospital. And a name. A name that lead to an address. A Pittsburgh address.
A letter was written, a phone call was made, and a family was made whole again.
Me, I get a new aunt and three new cousins.
I can’t wait to meet them.