Dear Patricia,

On February 22, 1962, I gave birth to the most beautiful little girl I had ever seen in my life. At that time I had not planned on giving her up for adoption but when I looked into the innocence, beauty, perfection, love and the absolute trust of those precious eyes gazing into mine, I knew I had to do everything in my power to do the right thing for her which was to provide for her a loving home, complete with a Mommy and Daddy. So, that is what I did. Unselfishly, I gave her up for adoption. I held her tiny little body close to me. As close as I could without hurting her and whispered in her ear one last time how much I loved her. I drew in a long breath to get as much of her sweet scent in my nostrils as possible so I could remember her scent. I swear I can still remember what she smelled like today.

For forty-four years, there was not a that day went by that thoughts of my baby, child, teenager, young adult and now woman, did not go through my mind. Our family prayed for her almost on a daily basis. I had searched for her through many venues, but to no avail. Finally Patricia, through a string of "accidents" in my business, I found you. I filled out your start a search and three days later I was talking on the phone with my daughter.

September 25, 2006 my other daughter, Pebbles, and I flew out to meet Janie for the first time. I can not begin to tell you what happened in and to my heart when I looked into her eyes for the first time in over forty-four years and realized I was looking into the soul of my baby girl. What a wonderfully, fantastic woman she has grown into. I am so proud of her. She is coming down to meet the rest of her huge family in 07. They are all excited and can't wait to get their hands on her too. My husband, Charles, Pebbles and I are flying back out in December for another visit.

This isn't all the reunion has been about, Janie and us. I have corresponded with her adopted Dad and he is a wonderful gentleman. I hope to meet him someday. Janie's Mother spent the first night with us and it was so very sweet. They are very loving people, people who not only loved a little baby enough to give her a true home but they cared enough about a young girl, in a lot of trouble, with a little baby whom she loved with every fiber of her being, but couldn't give her a loving home, and they did. I owe them everything. I honor them for the awesome job they did as parents.

Thank you Patricia for the ministry you do to put broken hearts back together. When I think of you, which is often of course. A big Texas smile crosses my face and a prayer for you and yours leaves my heart and lips to God's ears.

Cordially,
Beverly Massegee

Beverly