I'm 35 years old..... but I'll never forget the day I met my mom. I was given up for adoption.... my BM could not keep me, and was adopted by my father and his first wife. It became clear to me when I was about 4 , that she did not want me either.....my little sister was born, and her marrage with my father was breaking up. "Mother" took all her anger out on me, she was terribly abusive.... needless to say I went to go live with my father, then later so did my sister. Then my father met Nancy....my mom.