Well I finally spoke to my mum in person today about the adoption and she is still more concerned with who told me rather than answer my questions. It was hers and my dads belief that I never ever find out until after they were gone. Why I dont know....as far as I am concerned they are my parents...they are the ones who raised fed me and clothed me. Sure I am angry and annoyed that they didnt respect me enough to tell me the truth on reaching adulthood. I have said my piece and will no longer bring it up with her, but neither will I let anyone tell me my that although I never grew up with my sister ...that she isn't my sister...this is one case where blood is thicker than water and I want to cherish every bit of contact with her. It wont make up for the unknown years but feels good in my heart knowing she is out there. It would seem I will never have contact with the other siblings although another has joined fb recently and we have exchanged messages, but I think that will be the limit of that. My birth mum has a firm handle on the reins where the other siblings are concerned and although disappointed that they cannot decide on me for themselves...afterall I am the innocent in all of this..... I will pursue the matter of getting to know them no further.
This journey was never about upsetting anyone...it was a quest of answers, of finding my beginnings and my heritage....of which I forgot to tell you...I am of Dutch blood. Not sure what that means to me yet as I little to nothing of anything Dutch. Well that covers my birth mums nationality but as I can find no answers, or should I say no straight answers about my paternal father. One minute he is Australian and the next he is American. That I assume will always remain a mystery my birth mum will take to her grave.
This is the last of this chapter until such time as I meet my sister in person.....and that may take a while as finances and health are two issues in the way of that happening any time soon.
Family is important whether blood or not but secrets left untold can fester and the truth always comes out in the end....no matter what.