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To My Bio Mother

"Hi, Deborah, I'm Joshua Harke and I'm your biological son. It's taken me a while to get to today. I have quite a lot of questions and I completely understand if you don't want to share but I would love to know.  I don't know the whole story as to why I was given up for adoption but I was raised by the Harke's with love and I feel blessed to call them my family. I would like to get the chance to know you and I will try to understand that if you should choose to not wish to speak to me I will respect that. But whichever way you chose you should know somethings: I wanted to tell you a little bit about myself. I'm a published author and blogger. I love art and reading for fun. I went to a few schools in NC and I live here now. I love kids yet I have none. I have been told I'm special and that there's this light inside of me. I want to make a change in this world but sometimes I struggle. I'm planning on finishing my second Associ...

Not Good Enough for the People in the Back Row

"Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty." Mother Teresa Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve to be loved and I feel like a burden on my friends. This stems from being given away for adoption. I don't think I can handle such a rejection like that ever again if I ever decide to contact my birth mom. Those statements feel irrational to many people I feel like but let me explain. What happened to me? Why do I feel this way? When I got deported to North Carolina from New York State, I kicked and screamed. I said stuff like can I live with Grandma and my Mom was like, Grandma is done raising kids lol! That's not what Grandma's are for! I understand that now. I moved to the south and it sucked. I can remember some things from moving here, mainly the rough moments that stick out. Like I made friends really fast when I moved here but my career in middle school was tumultuous. I went to Crown Christian when I moved here but I...