to follow a scent........

And as I look back I can see how I fell into the arms of dreams and wishes that were to never come true.

The pain of not knowing

of searching for the scent that would never be right.

To seek that embrace that warms the soul and lets you know that there is at least one person in this world who truly understands, who knows, who shares the pain with you.

For that someone who shares your soul.

Reaching out blindly for a fleeting glimpse of that love

of that knowing touch.

Reaching for anyone who can offer a chance at that one feeling

A true embrace so filled with love that you feel like you might suffocate.

Instead only to continue to float through the days wishing to grasp the clouds that are too far out of reach.

For just one chance to feel the embrace and lose myself in your scent,

rather then wander my days and nights alone pretending to understand that love.

It's time to start my blog............

I asked people "What more can I do in my search?" The reply was Blog.
Here we go.
What are my hopes?
They haven't changed since the time I was young. I want to find my birth family.
I have succeeded after nearly 21 years or actively searching in finding some of my truth.
It was almost 7 years ago that a search angel called me and told me my birth mothers name. 
Dottye Robertson Moore.
We laughed at the way she spelled her name. When I got off of the phone I went to the internet and logged into the adoption search group that I belonged too. I put her name in the search box and it came back with 0 results.
I was 32 years old and couldn't help but to wonder why Dottye wasn't looking for me.
I sat outside and wrote her a note. I didn't know if she would want to talk to me or not. I wrote the note in hopes of at least one phone call. If she would not speak to me, then the note would be mailed to her. 
I filled Dottye in on the basics of my life, I did not give her too much detail. When I finished the note, I looked at it and then threw it in the trash. Something didn't feel right.
I went to bed knowing that I would have contact information for her very soon.
I hoped that she would hear me out.................

http://www.RememberDottye.com