Adoptees: What are your favorite childhood memories?

Question

In another question I posted earlier, an adoptee spoke of their favorite childhood memories. What are yours?

For those that sufferred abuse, neglect, etc. what would you have loved to have the opportunity to do (other than be with your bioloigcal family)?

Answer 1

Escaping foster care after the last adoptive family returned me for a new kid..

Answer 2

My Dad walking up the garden path every night after work, never late, never let us down and sitting down for supper together as a family.  That was a great feeling of security.

When he died of a heart attack at work one day when I was still a kid I still waited for him as if he'd be walking up the garden path every night . . .

Answer 3

My dad reading me Winnie the Pooh when I was around six.  Also, he used to take me to the plant nursery to buy plants and then I would help him to plant them.  Oh, and going to the library with my mom and checking out books.

I guess my favorite memories was my alone time with them.  The time they spent just with me...I felt safe and special if just for a short time during those moments.

I love libraries and plant nurseries to this day. : )

Answer 4

Many!!!  my parents were perfect but we had a normal childhood full of family gatherings, reunions, holidays, vacations, chores around the house, camping in the summer, silly jokes and nicknames (i was esa-pisa).  I remember watching abbott & costello with my dad on Sundays and my mom braiding and doing my hair.  

too many to mention!  Fond memories - i just wish they hadn't left so soon

Answer 5

Going to the hospital on Wednesday's after school. My mom would order an extra dinner, it was always lemon chicken, and help me with homework if she wasn't too tired. Sometimes she would ask an OT for some extra craft supplies and we would make jewelery or something. I really miss that. I really miss her.

Going for bike rides with my dad, we would always stop at a local bake shop for a slice of pie and ice cream.

Watching A Christmas Carol, the black and white one with Alastair Sim, on xmas eve. Then heading out to Candy Cane Lane to see all the lights.

Answer 6

I always had a happy childhood. Filled with camping and family outings. My adopted family is amazing. Very warm and loving. I'm very grateful.

Answer 7

My childhood! That is the fondest memory I have. Baisically, because it was great and my parents were always open about my adoption.

Nothing was ever hidden from me and I am very lucky to have the most UNSELFISH, NON GREEDY, adoptive parents ever!!!

Not a penny was paid for me. Thats a fact!!

Answer 8

My adoptive mother attempting suicide.  Now before you think oh be sarcastic then... My adoptive mother hated being married to my adoptive father, they fought non stop, this is all I remember from my childhood, which is sad. Once my adoptive mother attempted suicide it was no longer a childhood. Eventually I went to live with my adoptive father, but working out my feelings about her years later meant we re established our relationship as adults only. We were never mother and child as such and this clearly defined it for me, and it meant she finally started to examine what was so wrong with our relationship...the fact that I was not a little her and had skills and talents of my own completely different to her and her children. It meant I was no longer 'as if vorn too' and could be myself.

Answer 9

That if I hung on long enough it would be over.