Just meant to be - part 1

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My wife Sarah and I are married now but at the time of the birth of our first child Sarah was 16 years of age and in her second last year of high school. This is the story of my search for that child, a daughter who was born in October 1963 when I was 18 years of age and who, for a number of reasons which I will try to explain was reluctantly placed for adoption, causing us so much pain and anguish. The fact that we could have backed out at the end was kept secret and the adoption took place.
Attitudes towards teenage pregnancy were very different at that time and it was considered shameful and an embarrassment to both families. It was kept secret, without parental support we had no option other than adoption and told to get over it and move on with life, pretend this never happened.
Before any obvious signs she was packed off to a church-run home for unmarried mothers in Sydney, away from family and friends. We had little contact other than postal mail, I certainly could not visit. When Sarah baulked at signing the relinquishing document great pressure to do so was applied by medical staff and the girl’s home. Nobody mentioned the 30 day cooling-off period.
Because of the situation I had left home, moved interstate and worked on oil surveys in remote areas, living under harsh conditions mostly under the stars.

 

My wife Sarah and I are married now but at the time of the birth of our first child Sarah was 16 years of age and in her second last year of high school.