HCandKROD
Bluelighter
I'm a 48 y/o male and I was adopted at age 11 by a loving mother and father. I felt like I was in heaven when I came from a group home environment to a room of my own!! My mother was president of a well known bank in the US and my father was CEO of a paper mill that produced cigarette paper to R.J Reynolds and JOB rolling papers.I was a troubled child as I had basically grown up in the wild on my own.My mother had problems with this and tried in her own way to fix the problem i.e. psychologist and whatnot. My father tried to talk to me and in his way was a big help. As I grew older and threw off my wild ways he became more of a friend and confidant. So, two years ago he contracted brain cancer and was dead within 1 month. It's been over two years and I don't think about him every day.I just have days where I want to talk to him hear his calm,reassuring voice once more.My post has no meaning other than to keep his existence alive (his name was William..Bill to people who knew him). If anybody out there loves their parents, let them know now!! Tomorrow could be too late! I just miss my father greatly.

your father and mother sound like such beautiful people. To take in a child--a trouble child, well beyond the years of playful goofiness shows what pureness they have inside them. They could have chosen to adopt a baby but instead they chose you