The Mystery Of Her

I have always wondered why she couldn’t keep me.

Sometimes I expect to wake up only to find that it was all a dream.

Was it me?

Did I do something wrong?

I was only two at the time.

I wish there was some sort of forewarning.

Kind of like a sign.

Sometimes I find it hard to believe that she was my mother.

Maybe it was for the best.

Besides, she kept giving up her babies, one after another.

I hope she is doing better.

I wonder if she will ever respond to my letter.

I have one particular thought.

Does she ever think about me.

After all, she is my bio mom.

Being adopted into a new family was hard.

Sometimes I felt like an ace on a playing card.

Low like a one.

But I was pretty young…

Now, I am thankful to be apart of such an amazing new family.

I have been thinking a lot about her, lately.

At first, I wasn’t so sure.

There are so many unanswered questions.

And that was when I knew that I would find out the mystery of her.