The Truth About Adoption,
Natural Mothers and Child Protective
One might ask me what I have against
adoption, adoptive parents and
Child Protective Services? Please sit back
and within this article I will explain that I am
both Natural mother and a throw away
Unfortunately, Authorsden.com does
not have a category under Law or Legal as I
am Paralegal by trade and have an
accomplished writer and my speciality is
Legal Research and Writing.
So you think adoption is a viable
answer to a young woman's dilenma when she becomes
pregnant and is unmarried, only after she decides
that abortion is simply unthinkable and
morally and socially unacceptable as one of
my older adoptive brothers would have put it.
Neither an abortion which destroys
life at the time of conception or an
adoption that creates a family by a
judicial act within a family court is a viable
The only difference between abortion
and adoption is the following. 1- destroys
life before it gets a chance to begin and the
other allows the child to be born but than erases
the natural identity and heritage of the child and
destroys the Natural mother and child bond
The Natural family is best for any
child or children. This means that the child or
children as the case may be, remain within the
The Natural family consists of the
"Natural" mother not "birthmother". That implies
we are only "breeders". I resent this very highly.
If the "Natural" father fits into the picture,
than we do have a two-parent family like most
"adoption" agencies say is best for the child.
However, as the case may be, most
natural fathers deny the fact they are even
their natural child's father. Such "MEN"
are cowards and not "men" but "little" boys locked
inside a "man's" body.
A mature man, will owe up to the fact that
he is the "natural" father of the child and do the
right and honourable thing by being a part of his
"natural" child's life.
The Fatherhood Initative is an
effect advocating this too all fathers. Be them-
"natural" or "legal".
"Real" men support their children and play
an active role in their children's lives. They
support their children, financially, emotionally,
and love their children.
One thing, most "little" boys will run away
from his responsibility and leave the "natural"
mother to take care of the "natural" child. This
subjects the "natural" mother and her child to
fall into the hands of one of two Child Protective
Child Protective Services
One thing, both
work in conjunction with each other. Their main
objective is to destroy the natural family
which is created by God and Nature (not by the
adoption industry and state adoption laws).
I am a thrown away adoptee adult. I was
discarded like an old worn out shoe when I could
not live up to my "adoptive" parents high
expectations they had hoped and expected of me.
My adoptive parents did not expect
to be confronted with my many psychiatric and
mental health problems either as I grew up.
None of their "natural" offspring, i,e,
their three sons and two daughters, ever knew I
was adopted. This is because they were all young
when I was legally adopted into their family.
Possibly, the only one of their "natural"
children. My oldest brother, Larry, as we called,
knew of their dark and dirty little secret.
The other children, Stan, born in 1949,
Lawreen in 1952, Anna born in 1956, and Cameron in
1965, were all two young to know the difference.
Neither Anna or Cameron were born at the
time of my adoption. Anna was born 15 months after
my adoption and Cameron was born 10 years after my
Stan was only five years old at the time of
my adoption and Lawreen was only two and half
years old at the time of my adoption.
I was adopted as an infant and renamed
"Lucie Annalen Wesson". My adoptive parents spell
my name with a "Y" at the end of Lucie meaning
"Lucy". However, I for legal reasons, I changed
the spelling to the French spelling with an ie at
Only my closest friends, know me by my
"birth"name "Karissa Elizabeth Ann Lowell."
The "Elizabeth Ann" is my confirmation
All through my life I wondered why I was
the only left-handed child in the family beseiged
with learning disabilties and psychiatric
I wondered why I was treated so differently
and at the age of 18 why my father, ( it was in
1976 I found out I was adopted) was so willing to
pay my first ex husband and my marriage licenses.
I remember that day in July of 1973, when
my first ex, Harold Covington and I walked into my
"adoptive" parents apartment in Alexandria,
Virginia, and Harold announced this
"I am taking your daughter off your
hands. I am marrying her".
My "adoptive" father gave him this
"Good, Good, I will even pay for
your marriage licenses".
My first ex was very insulted and his
immediate response was this
"I don't need you to pay for our
marriage licenses. I am quite capable of paying
for it myself. Thank you. Sir!".
The conversation ended and Harold took me
by my hand and we walked out of my adoptive
parents apartment. Harold was still mad at them
and insulted as well.
It amazes me though, after Harold and I
divorced and when Harold and I have our son,
Georgie, in March of 1975, and after our son died
in July of 1975, at the tender age of three and a
half months old of a viral infection.
they would bring up that they never received a
picture of my son, Georgie. They would hurt and
I informed them none of our pictures came
out,and no one got a picture of our late son. It
was simple as that.
Now when I come to think about, Georgie may
have died of what the "WHO" have named a this
viral infection "SARS". But just like HIV and AIDS
had no name until the late twentieth Century.
After Harold and I separated in 1975,
shortly after our son's death and not until
November of 1976, did I know I was adopted.
My adoptive mother, had been diagnosed with
cancer of the pancreas in May of 1976, but she had
been told it was all in her head and she needed a
psychiatrist. She noticed that she had a lump
under her arm pit and went to see her doctor and
that only after she was unable to hold solid food
down after accompanying my adoptive father to Bryn
Mawr, Pa for by pass surgery.
My adoptive mother was allergic to milk. So
therefore, she could not tolerate cows milk, but
she could drink goats milk because the ammino
acids in the goats milk was different.
She went to a local health food store that
sold powdered goats milk and then started to drink
that. It was about the only thing she could hold
The cold, cruel, facts about cancer of the
pancreas is that there is no surivival rate to
this particular type of cancer that attacks the
pancreas in the body.
It was shortly after I started my job as a
governess working for Toni Sidley in McLean,
Virginia, in the autumn of 1976 and right after
Labour Day of that year, that my adoptive mother
went in for exploratory surgery.
A few hours later my adoptive sister, Anna,
called me at Toni's house and told me that our
mother had the diagnosis of cancer of the pancreas
and the outcome was terminal.
I never believed anything until the actual
surgeon told me that this was indeed what our
mother was diagnosed with. So the next day, I
called her surgeon and he returned my call and
Yes, Mrs. Covington, this is Doctor
Malhauser, your mother, Mrs. Wesson, does indeed
have terminal cancer of the pancreas. I have no
idea how long she can and will live. We have
gone over with her all the options for treatment
and we are going to try chemotherapy on her to
prolong her life".
Like the well-mannered young woman I was
raised, I thanked him for his time and our
telephone conversation ended.
That was September 6, 1976 and by October
2, 1976, she was dead and the cancer killed her.
A month later, none of my sisters or
brother, (as Larry died in 1967 and Cameron was
only 11 years old at the time of my mother's
death) were willing to do the tedious task of
going through her papers and so forth.
My adoptive father fell victim to
alcoholism shortly after my adoptive mother's
death. He was totally unable to accomplish the
task of going through the paper work she left
I, undertook the task to go through all the
paper work and as I went through sorting out what
needed to be thrown out and what needed to be
kept, I came across a plain manila envelope with
the words written cross the front of the envelope
"Lucie's Birth Certificate- Confidential".
Well, I had a copy of my
"birth-certificate" and now why would she have to
have a copy because she gave it to me.
As I opened it, I found another birth
certificate with a completely different name
written on it. The name I was given to me by my
"natural"mother. The name of Karissa Anne Lowell,
born on June 14, 1955 at Suburban Hospital in
Bethesda, Montgomery County, Maryland at 12:01 AM.
The scribling across the signature
Elizabeth Caren Lowell.
My "natural" mother was a British citizen
and I understood that my "natural" father was an
American Citizen, and they had decided to have me
born in the United States therefore making me an
Shortly after my birth, my "natural"mother
left the United States and returned home to
England and I never found out who my "natural"
What I did find out, is that in one way or
the other, I was adopted by a member of the family
on his side. But I was never to find out his name.
With the help of a former beau, Rudy
Richards and a cousin and best friend, Linda
Flemming. They drove me to Baltimore, Maryland,
where the State Department of Vital Statistics is
Rudy, Linda, and I walked up to the counter
and we asked if we might talk to someone about a
birth certificate I found and the one I already
have in my possession.
A stern, elderly man looked up and asked if
he could help us and Rudy said,
Yes, my girlfriend here as two
different birth certificates and can you please
tell us what the difference is between the two
"How did you get this one
copy? You are not suppose to have it. And the
other copy is the birth certificate the court and
State of Maryland reissued your parents at the
time of your adoption
The gentleman held out his hand and Rudy
placed both documents in his hands. He opened them
up and had a very surprised look on his face and
he then said,
I went about explaining that the woman who
I thought was my mother all these years before she
died, was my mother, was not. I came across my
original birth certificate because she had passed
away and none of my other sisters and brother
wanted to go through her papers she left behind.
Rudy tried to get more information on my
background, but we were told it was a "closed "
adoption and the records were "sealed".
We left the State Dept. of Vital Statistics
feeling very empty and we had questions that
needed to be answered but knew we would get the
answers we sought.
Lucie, Why Can't You Be Like Your
Sisters, Lawreen and Anna?
While growing up I was constantly compared
with either Lawreen who was two and a half years
older than myself or with Anna, who was fifteen
months younger than I am.
I was asked, Why I could not be like either
Lawreen or Anna? and according to my "adoptive"
parents eyes, they could do no wrong. They had no
mental health problems, learning disabilities, or
They were almost
"perfect" in my adoptive parents eyes but not
The same thing went on with my oldest
brother, -their eldest son- Larry, who could not
live up to what they had expected of him. They
succeeded to destroy his life and the end kill any
chance of happiness he may have had.
Larry's life ended in an auto accident at
the age of twenty-two and a half in August of
1967, one day before my little brother, Cameron,
turned two years old.
My "adoptive" parents mangaged to destroy
most of their children's happiness with their
unreasonable expectations they had on all of their
children including myself.
It was only years later, much later, in the
late eighties, that a woman psychologist told me
for my own good and the sake of my own mental
well-being that I must "divorce" my family and in
particular my "adoptive" father if I were to
achieve any kind of happiness in part.
This only came after my second marriage
came to an end due to Fairfax County Department of
Child Protective Services interferring with the
raising of my second child, our daughter, Rebecca
Annalen, who I had out of wedlock and according to
my family I did the "unforgivable sin" by getting
pregnant without the benefit of marriage.
My second ex, Roy L. Mock, never denied
once he was not the "natural" father of our
daughter, Rebecca. Infact, to this day, he admits
openly he is and never will deny it.
Rebecca was born in December of 1978 and in
June of 1981, Roy and I were married.
Rebecca was two and a half years old when
Roy and I were married in June of 1981 and present
at our wedding dressed brillantly in long, pink,
chiffon dress and flowers cladded in her blonde
The Truth About Child Protective
It was shortly after Roy and I were
married that Fairfax County CPS began to interfere
in our private lives and started to tell us how to
raise our daughter, Rebecca, and if we did not we
would be taken to The Juevnile and Domestic
Relations Court and be ordered to do what CPS
wanted us to do or else!
It all came about simply because Fairfax
County had found out via Alabama CPS I had mental
health problems and Roy had a slight drinking
This gave CPS in Fairfax County Virginia
the right to come in dictate to Roy and I what we
had to do if we were to keep Rebecca in our care,
custody, and control.
Roy drank yes, but it was not a problem
whereas it was turning into alcoholism. It did not
interfere with his ability to work or cause any
serious health problems.
Fairfax County continually used my mental
health as an excuse to dictate to Roy and me or
they would take us to court and have the juevnile
judge ask CPS via the state attorney to grant them
a "Pick Up Order" to remove Rebecca from our
custody, care, and control, thus placing her into
a foster home.
Now regardless of what the child specialist
had stated in extensive child development reports
on Rebecca which were given to her at the
Children's Hospital in Birmingham, Alabama.
That the child developmental specialists
recommended that in no circmustances should
Rebecca ever be placed up for adoption and removed
from her "natural" family. They stated that if
this happened it most likely that Rebecca would
never be accepted or able to live up to what her
adoptive parents would expect of her.
Their prediction came true . Years later,
many years, as Rebecca was placed up for adoption
after CPS managed to have Roy and My parental
rights terminated with the help of my adoptive
family, in November of 83.
It was shortly after Rebecca turned 21
years old. She was placed in a live on campus
program for learning disabled students by her
adoptive parents that she called after she first
called me in September of 1999, and she was crying
and I had to calm her down and then I asked her ,
"Rebecca, what is a
Rebecca asked me this "
If you had kept me would I have been
a burden to you?"
I asked her what bought this on, and she
began to tell me that her adoptive parents, her
case workers, psychologist, pyschiatrist, and she
all had a staffing and her adoptive parents in
particular her adoptive mother, Colleen Holden had
said, "they known Rebecca was going to have so
many mental health problems and special needs,
they would have never adopted her in the first
place. They did not feel as if they were her
Rebecca's psychiatrist and psychologist
said that was not so. "That once a parent always a
Colleen Holden said, "that is not the way
One of Rebecca's case managers let Rebecca
know how she felt and told Rebecca that her
adoptive mother was a "bitch".
Rebecca was very hurt as she loved her
adoptive parents and appreciated what they had
done for her, but she did not appreciate how they
tried to poison her against her dad and me.
They even took her to a child psychologist
and the child psychologist tried to poison her
mind against us by telling her nothing but the one
side that CPS gave to her adoptive parents in
reports citing we her dad and me abused and
nelgected her, when none that ever came up in the
It was a year later when Frank and I took a
greyhound bus to Des. Moines, Iowa and I was
reunited after 16 long years with Rebecca.
Rebecca was placed in her adoptive home at
the age of five years old, and even at that time
she knew who her mother and father was. She
constantly asked where her mother was and her
adoptive parents tried to reprogram her thinking
whereas they were her parents and not Roy and me.
Rebecca would not bond with Colleen Holden
but she was comfortable with Howard Holden, in due
to this she was misdiagnosed with "autism" amongst
Rebecca bonded with her dad and me, and had
no trouble with any of her cousins, only she knew
the truth about who and who was not her family.
One of the Holden's natural sons, was able
to accept her and one was not.
Both sons were
nearly grown. One was entering into college when
they adopted Rebecca and the other had only two
years to go before he finished high school.
Oddly enough, the two natural sons wanted
to meet me and so did the rest of Rebecca's
adoptive family, but the adoptive mother hated me
and saw me as a threat to her security.
I tried with Rebecca, however, things did
not work out between and with us. Rebecca was over
protected and over sheltered and the Holdens used
her mental health to seige her legal guardianship
and convince a judge in Polk County, Iowa to give
them her legal guardianship.
This in effect said, she was not an
enmanicipated adult and could sign no legal
This gave the Holdens the legal right to
place Rebecca even in a group home with the sign
of a pen.
The Holdens decided to shirk their
responsibility and pass the buck on to an agency
for the disabled in particular ones with mental
disabilities to teach Rebecca all the much needed
psyco-social skills as well as independent living
Before she entered college, they managed to
get her on social security supplementary income
rather than see she get the job skills training
she need to live independently and financially on
It was not enough for the Holdens that the
State of Iowa Vocational Services pay for the
first year of the Vocational Program Rebecca
attended at Ellsworth College, as post secondary
follow up care that she was receiving in high
school because she qualified for it.
However, if Rebecca were to continue at
Ellsworth for a second year. She did not qualify
for the State of Iowa to pay for the second year
of the program because Iowa only picked up one
year of after care for Rebecca.
Howard Holden made well over the amount
that federal government established for students
to receive vocational services paid in full by
their perspective state vocational services which
is $29,999 a year.
The Holdens were responsible for Rebecca's
second year expenses and Rebecca paid for her
This angered the Holdens that the state of
Iowa would not pick up any of her second year
program fees. It put them in the hole of about
$10,000 in expenses and they resented it.
The truth is that the Holdens were
screaming "wrongful" adoption and with this
implies, that the adoption agency -be it private
or state-ran- withheld certain pertient
information on Rebecca's "natural"family
background and health.
Alabama did not share with Virginia any of
the medical evaluations that the child
developmental specialist had ran on Rebecca, and
if they had Rebecca would have been left in our
care, custody, and control, and Roy and I would
have may be given the supportive services to keep
our family intact.
Some states have inter-state compact
agreements between them and others do not. Alabama
and Virginia did not have such an agreement. So
therefore, no information was exchanged between
Alabama and Virginia.
However, my private attorney in Chicago,
Illinois, had received all these reports and
shared them not only with me but with IL Children
and Family Services.
In fact, it was Dr. Churchhill, that sent
the medical reports to my attorney, Theodore
Birndorf in July of 80 and helped me get Rebecca
out of Alabama and into Illinois with the help of
IL Dept. of Children and Family Services.
What Child Protective Services, Foster
Care and Adoption Is All About
What child protective services, foster care
and adoption is all about? One thing and one thing
only, don't be deceived, and don't think it won't
and couldn't happen to you. What you don't know
will hurt you, and what you do know will help you.
All three are about MONEY!
federal government gives each state so much money
for every child they remove from the loving care
of the natural parents care, custody, and control.
The state pays every foster parents about
the amount of roughly $700.00 a month per child
that is placed within that foster home.
In return the federal government gives each
state between the amount of $5,000 to $12,000 a
child, if the state succeeds to keep the child
within the system for more than fifteen months and
then by federal law the state has the right to go
on a head and start the process of terminating the
"natural " parents rights to the child . This
makes the child eligible for adoption and for the
adoptive parents to receive adoption assistant
payments for a five year period.
The amount varies from state, but the
Holdens received for the first five years of
Rebecca's adoption the amount of $750.00 a month.
None was put aside for Rebecca, as prescribed by
FTR The Holdens were considered very
wealthy people. They had the means and ways to
support Rebecca. Rebecca was nothing more than
income for them.
FOREWARNED IS FOREARMED
Why Adoption Was Created