Son:

I am your biological mother and need you to know the truth about yourself: 

You were born on March 7th, 1969 , 6,05 hour at the MARINI Clinic, in the Palermo Ward, situated in the Capital of Argentina. I heard your "vital" first cry, I held you in my arms for two hours and you were PERFECT and HEALTHY. On March the 9th, early in the morning, after your birth, the same pediatrician, took it upon himself to examine you and later came to inform me: " I congratulate you, you have had a perfect male baby, he does not lack anything and has nothing in excess! (those were his exact words), however... two days later he returned and told me that my son: "could not breathe" because he had a deformed heart, that this had bulged out his chest cavity and that his lungs were also deformed and for that reason the ribs had not closed properly. Because of this his heart could not be contained within the chest cavity; in other words, you were some kind of a monster inside! 

I was never permitted to see the baby, not even after 11 hours and 30 minutes when they told me that he had died. Your cadaver was identified by your father in the morgue, a shawl totally covered your head and body and upon peering underneath it, a deformed little face was revealed (they had placed cotton balls inside of your nose) this inspection was illegal and should have been performed with the baby being nude, if for no other reason, to be able to recognize which sex it was!

I never believed in "your death" but, I believe in your kid-napping! From then on, I never quit asking of every pediatrician that I ever came across, if it were possible, if a neo-natalogist could have possibly discovered such deformations. Especially in light of just two days before you had cried using your lungs at full capacity at birth and then to be told that you were so sickly , yet they always gave me the same answer: "¡Impossible!" I investigated, and gathered various kinds of evidence and took them to my lawyers. "They believed me" but they asked me for sums of money, to begin a search for you. This was money I did not have, and on the other hand they discouraged me by saying: "By now they would have taken you out of the country." I did not even have the support of your father. In spite of all the evidence, he answered: "I prefer to think he is dead" and he left me alone....

Today I have more evidence, (among others, birth certificates, and altered death certificates) people who support me, lawyers who pursue me believing that now they want even more money than before, , and for the "time that has transpired" in spite of the evidence, money today that I still don't have, if the pediatrician gave you up for dead as well as other information. (You were not his first "business deal" there were many others, I have proof.) Your father believes me, yet he continues to not want to collaborate. I was only 16 years old when I gave birth to you and had a lot of love to offer you....Today I know you are a man, I love you the same, and in the same way I want to know everything about you. If you were to need me, I would be there for you! If you want to discover your roots, I would connect you to them.

Son, if you know or suspect being adopted, if you were born in the year 1969, and even if the day and month of your birth does not match (these always gets changed when babies are kidnapped) I ask you, if you have the same necessity of knowing "the whole truth" and "if we would recognize each other today" write me an e-mail, tell me about your past and send a photo. If the coincidences are obvious: we can meet together and by means of a DNA test we will know "if we are mother and son."

Note: Your name is Luis Alejandro and I am your mother Silvia 

P.S. Son, thank you for being born, thank you for allowing me to welcome you into the world, for permitting me to learn the infinite love of a mother, for having had you with me for two glorious days. Only god and myself know of the immense love that I felt for you, my son, So much love! You continue so far away from me… 

I await you, as always

Me, your mother (16 age)

madrebusca7@hotmail.com.ar

(Please, any other persons who may read this and can help me may also write to me. Thank you.)