PROJECTS: ONGOING: Investigative Story on baby abductions: letter

LETTER: 

Mother's confession. 

I could not imagine that I would face such a great ordeal in my old age. My children, whom I mourned all my life, turned out to be not dead, by sold for adoption. 

All day long, I go back in time and review every minute and second of my labor, and how the next day I was told that my twin babies died. 

And today, in my imagination, I have that day when I hug my boys, hug them tight and tell them:  

- I did not give them up for adoption. I am their mother and always will be.  

Every day I am waiting for them at dawn and dusk.  

Don't let me down, my brave boys. I am waiting for you.  

I don't want anything from you. I don't have financial problems and I don't want your help. 

I'm just waiting to hug you. 

Your dear and tired mother. 

I love you both!