I met my birth mother for the first time in early January. She turned out to be a lovely person, and my personality is definitely more like hers than it is like any of the adopted family I grew up with. I've also since enjoyed meeting other birth relatives.
Today I spent a pleasant few hours with my mother and her surviving sister (who I was meeting for the first time). Mum gave me these lovely coffee mugs, and my aunt gave me a necklace which had been owned by their late father. I'm feeling very loved. ❤️
