A letter to my BIOLOGICAL DAUGHTER

Dear Daughter,

I will never forget the day you were born, 47 years ago. Lying in the hospital after nine long hours of labour, in pain from a difficult birth (I still have the scars) and not even getting to hold you in my arms. You were taken away immediately. Lying in that bed, all alone, I slowly began to realise what I had done. But there was no going back. My daughter was gone.

After finishing Standard 8 (now Grade 10), I left school to study typing and shorthand. My mother thought it was time I started my career. At 17, I would take the bus to work and on the way home I would pass a