You’re Not Alone: Born Into Lies

So, my life was headed downhill before I was even born. My “parents” had me accidentally. My mother was in the Air Force, and apparently so was my father. She got pregnant. They got married to give me a name, not out of love. He skipped out after that and was never heard from again.

Now, the details of all that are sketchy. I was never allowed to see even a photo of my father. I didn’t even know his name until I was a teenager. My family was full of backstabbers and liars, so I never got the same story from two people. What I do know is that I have never met my father. I didn’t meet my mother until I was 12 years old. My mother remarried and had three other children that she kept.

Now you may understand why I think people should have to get a license to breed. People should not make children they don’t intend to love and care for forever. I never had parents, and I hate to see any kid go through that. I sometimes wonder what I’d have become if I’d had parents. Alas, I’ll never know. But I am who I am now, and I’m okay with that.

I’ve never found the truth of what happened, but my grandmother told me that my mother abandoned me on the doorstep and that’s why they adopted me. Mother says they took me from her and wouldn’t let her see me. I’ll probably never know the truth. No kid should ever have to grow up not knowing their parents or the truth of who and where they come from. people should not breed unless they are prepared to love their child for all time.

But that’s where I started. No parents and living with people an extra generation separated from me. My life was based on lies and deception. That was my beginning. So I came into a pretty bad place. It’s wasn’t going to get better for a long time. Grandma really didn’t want me. We’ll get into that later.

Before I close this out, I want to put something out there. I would still like to meet my father if he’s alive. If anyone knows Richard Wendell Rinehart born 7/18/57 who had a female child at age 19 with a woman named Kim Ann, that would be my father, and I’d like to meet him. I’d like to know his side of the story, and just know my other biological parent. I can’t afford to have him tracked down, but you never know, the Universe may line up and bring us together.



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