I was born 38 years ago in Regina Saskatchewan to a 19 year old woman I now know as my birth mom and gave me up because she wanted a better life for me. Her decision to give birth to me, then to give me up for adoption were unselfish acts.
I was adopted by Angus and Patricia Stingel when I was three months old. My parents lost a baby boy two years before I was born and the doctor told them to adopt if they wanted a child. I am so glad they made that decision to adopt me and years later my sister Talicia.
I was told at a early age that I was chosen and a gift from God. Do I realize how blessed I am you may be saying. Yes I have awesome people. They told me they were commissioned to be my parents and take the responsible of being mom and dad seriously. We have been through the good, bad and ugly that life has had to offer. My mom and dad were teachers, encouragers and role models too my me growing up. My dad a high pressure journeyman welder and my mom a Registered Psychiatric Nurse in a brain injury unit.
The opportunities to travel, learn about other cultures, nature and have an educational component to the vacation was awesome! My mom and dad gave me many experiences that broadened the world of a disabled child. Mom and dad made me accountable to raise up spending money on vacations from my childhood bottle and sport cards selling businesses. My appreciation for their guidance can never be repaid.
My birth mom and her family have come into my life this past year. She is grateful for having great adoptive parents. Nothing has changed mom and dad will always be just that my parents. My birth mom and I are establishing a friendship as adults. This side of my life is an added blessing as she found me.
Being adopted is not being a second class citizen. Sometimes adoption stories of some children don’t work out as well but this is not the child’s fault. That child is a gift and my prayer is that damaged individual finds healing and peace in their lives Every child is a gift to their family to their families. Acceptance by family, friends, colleagues is what you make it. I have embraced the blessing of being adopted. I know by my faith I was made in the image of God as we all are and what a great comfort that is too me.
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