  My older sister was adopted out when she was born. My parents had met in 1976. At that time my mom was 18 and pregnant. My father took care of my mother and respected her right to choose adoption. My parents were quite open about it. From what I can recall, they told me when I was around 13. They have been open with the rest of my siblings. The matter sometimes gets brought up, especially during special occasions. My little sister was about 9 when she mentioned, "wow the whole family is here, except for Kimberley," while around the Christmas dinner table. I can't imagine how my mom feels. It must be really hard. My older sister is something that I think about often. I find myself staring at women that remotely resemble myself, thinking, "wow is that her? " There was this girl who started upgrading at my highschool in Powell River.
She was about 5 years older than myself and everyone told us we looked alike. I brought up the fact that I was looking for my older sister and it just so happened she was adopted as well. But she totally ignored me after the conversation and it really made me wonder. Apparently I have the option of registering myself at the Ministry of Children and Families.
And if Kimberley has registered she has an option of meeting myself. I am a bit scared to do this. Simply because I realize how hurt she must be. If I was adopted out I would be hurt upon finding that my mother had 5 other children, is happily married, etc etc etc. Kimberley will always have a special place in my heart. I hope she has lived a stable, successful, happy life. 
