REBIRTH:

I would like to introduce to you, my son Eric.  Born Jan. 30, 1977.  Yes, he's 28 and has returned to me. The story of our seperation is a long one, and I will be writing more on how it all began, and the events leading up to the "rebirth"...for that is how this all feels...I have given birth to him (the first born of 6 children.) all over again, but without the pain ;)    Yet there is a huge difference...it is to a 28 year grown man, already influenced by life. But you know...this is a journey that I have prayed, and yearned to travel for sooo many years, I am ready. Soo...without fruther adeau, lets  begin the journey.

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                           THE RESEMBLANCE

           Eric (son) 28

Mom's Corp. Pic

Yep folks, I think it's a safe bet to say that he's my son  :)  Before I go any futher with this story, I must give thanks and all glory to the one who has brought this about...and that is my merciful God.  He is a God of miracles.

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                                            THE NEWS:   

JUST IN...45 YEAR OLD WOMAN JUST HIT BY LIGHTENING FROM HEAVEN!!  SHE IS RECOVERING FULLY, BUT IS  EXPERIENCING MIRACLES FROM GOD.  MORE TO COME LATER.      

Late afternoon, July 19th 2005, I was sitting at my computer like any other day. The sun was filtering in through my west window...and its healing rays felt warm and soothing to my tired soul. The scent of fresh cut grass wafted all around me, bringing fond memorys of summers past, while birds in the feeder outside my window, sang of God's tender mercies, goodness,glory, and grace.  Usually moments like that cause me to stop what I am doing, savor the moment, and thank God for his many blessings...but not that day.  There had been a pricking of my spirit all day.  Not of "uneasiness," but "unsettledness."  So I stopped and prayed.  I knew that some event was about to occur in my life, and <chuckle> in the last two years there have been many events to occur, so I understand the "pricking" of my spirit completely.  As the day wore on, I pondered often what possibly could be the event.  Over the last two years all issues in my life had been resolved....I had finally made peace with every skeleton in my closet....except one.  And I delt with the pain from that "one" issue in one manner....it was not discussed, it was not dwelled upon.  It was not discussed in depth by or with anyone. That topic of conversation was reserved for one person, and one only ( and I didn't see that happening any time soon.) So there was nooo way it could be about him, so don't even go  there thinking it.  So I continued to ponder what? Then I got the phone call.  I have caller ID, and screen my calls.  I (as a rule) do not answer unrecognized phone numbers.  When the phone range, I pondered not to answer it. But for some odd reason, I felt compelled to answer it. When the unfamiliar female voice asked for me by my childhood name...I  froze in time.  As she went on I thought breifly it was a prank call, but as she revealed very personal and hidden things in my life I knew it was my last shackled skeleton being pulled out of its cold, dark, dusty closet that had been locked, and keys lost, for 28 years. There was no way I could express everything going through my mind, my heart, and spirit, except with tears and utterance of "Oh my God oh my god oh my god!"     On July 19, 2005, I got the phone call that the son I had given up for adoption on Feb. 6, 1977, "is searching for you, he wants and needs to find you...are you willing to receive contact from him?"  I felt like saying "ARE YOU CRAZY??? Now isnt soon enough!!"  So the last 8 days have been spent spanning a bridge from 1977 to now with a son that has held my heart for 28 years.  And I'm over joyed to report that all is going great  :)  and I anticipate it only  getting better.  There's so much more to the story...and now that Ive found this little korner...I'll be logging my experience often.  But my brain is weary, and I am going to enjoy perfect peace and rest :) So Til our visual paths cross again...Take Care, and God Bless.

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                                 PERSONAL  P.S.

Son...I love you more than the breath in my chest, and as long as this heart is beating...I will be here for you anytime night or day. You have given me the best birthday gift ive ever received (your love,) and have made me the happiest woman on earth...Thank You.  God bless you and Keep you all the days of your life. 

Love.....Mom  <3