Elizabeth Gate's Adoption Story

Elizabeth's first birthday with her new family.

Elizabeth's first birthday with her new family.

I'm adopted. My Mother had me at the Florence Crittenton Home in Peoria Illinois. She met my Father who was younger than she was, so I believe that's why she was sent away to have me. And of course they weren't married. I was born November 15th 1958. My Mother and Grandmother kept me for a year. My Grandmother died of a stoke at the young age of 49. At that time my Mother ended up having to place me in an orphanage since she didn't have the help or means to keep me. Of course my Grandfather couldn't take care of me and my Father was way too young. So I was placed in the Alfred Fort and Villa in Bourbonnais Illinois. I was there till I was almost 3 years of age.

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I was then adopted by two wonderful people. I remember that the day we went to the court house they had brought me a little pink tea set to play with. I remember talking to the judge. I know my Mom was terrified. I mean a judge was asking a little girl who isn't even 3 years old if you want these two people to be your parents. A toddler could say anything. It was all good. I had a new Brother, too which was wonderful. He is 3 years older than me. We got along great. I do remember my Mom saying one day she fixed me lunch and I was just beside myself. I didn't want to eat whatever it was. She called the orphanage and I guess we ate the same thing every day; peanut butter and jelly and chicken noodle soup. After that I was fine. I have had a wonderful life. I'm so appreciative of my parents. I have a Sister, too that was born 5 years later.

Elizabeth and her birth sister.

Elizabeth and her birth sister.

I found my Birth Mother when I was about 35. I saw her once which was amazing but she wasn't well and passed away about a year later. In the last year I had a friend who does geneolgy help me. I did the Ancestry DNA and to make a long story short, had a woman we found agree to do the DNA. We found my Father who was deceased but the other woman ended up being my half Sister. I met a new Aunt and Uncle and they came to Thanksgiving at my Son's house last year. My Sister and I get along great and get together whenever we can. I have other Brothers and Sisters that I haven't met yet also. I could have never imagined this. Also, my neighbor who lives right next door used to be married to my Aunt's Son so my neighbor's Son is my cousin. Really wild.

I just want to say even though I went through a lot as a baby and toddler it turned out wonderful and I've always been grateful to my Birth Parents for giving me up so I could have a better life and my Adoptive Parents for giving me that wonderful life. I hope my story will encourage others to seek out their birth family if they are curious. You just never know what you might find.