The Secret Child

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hart, we have no records of your birth." These were the words I heard over the phone when I was trying to locate a copy of my birth certificate for a new passport. "Have you checked with the Adoption Registry Office?" was the following question. ADOPTION? What? I was 41 years old. I knew who my parents were. Or did I? Why would someone suggest that I talk with an Adoption Registry Office? I just simply wanted my birth certificate, thank you very much. That phone call led me on a new journey of discovery and secrets. I was a Secret Child! Who was I? Who was my birth mother? Did I have other siblings?What was my story? The Secret Child is my personal exploration of discovering my new identity and unveiling a secret that God had kept for 41 years. A secret so dear, yet so mysterious. "...Find out more..." were the words I kept hearing echo through my heart. Indeed I did find out more. More than I ever dreamed imaginable. Throughout my journey I decided that the 'Joy of the Lord' would be my strength. I had to trust that God was just giving me a new life story.