Diamond Mike Watson's Blog, page 11

The Truth Must Be Revealed

I’m not sure if I have been this open on a previous post, but here goes.

I know that if my one-year-old daughter disappeared I would search the ends of the earth to find her. When I met my bio family in 1994 we had a joyous reunion at my adoptive parents house. I was 36. My grandmother was 83. For those of you who have had the “reunion” it is the greatest feeling on earth. The house was filled with people. My mom, dad, wife and me. Then “new” people arrived, a grandmother, aunts, uncles, and a cousin. We shared stories of our lives, took pictures, compared eyes and noses, and ate a hearty dinner that mom cooked.

Then came the part about Deborah Kay. My biological family didn’t mean to ruin the party, but they had to express that I had a sister who “disappeared.” I remember how solemn the room grew when they spoke of her. It seemed Deborah Kay was just written off as the daughter who vanished. I did muster the strength to look my grandmother in the eye and asked if she knew anything about what happened to her. She mumbled that she didn’t know anything and that was her full and complete answer.

I do understand every family has tragedies that can be painful or embarrassing to confront or recall. I didn’t interrogate anyone. I was just happy I found my long, lost family. As we all sat in the living room, a few reasons of Deborah’s disappearance were tossed around, like Betty exclaiming a “babysitter stole her” or a “social worker took her.” But it seemed something was left out, like, Why didn’t someone call the police!

As the weeks and months passed, I exchanged letters and telephone calls with my “new” family. Afterwards, I began to revisit the issue of my sister. Why didn’t anyone search for her or ask questions? I understand why no one ever searched for me because I was proclaimed to be stillborn by my birthmother. But Deborah Kay was a child that everyone played with. She was a living person.

Yes, someone knows something.

Of course there may be a family member who is reading my post now, worried a dark secret of the past may be revealed. My intention is not to harm anyone- I just want to know the truth.

My siblings were children. They would not remember anything. Betty’s siblings were young teenagers. I can understand they would have only scant memories. I wonder about my grandmother, who died at the age of 103, but I try to have compassion in understanding that if Betty were as wild and irresponsible as she was, even one’s mother can only do so much.

If anyone out there knows what happened to Deborah Kay, please drop me a clue. Or better yet, please reveal the truth that has been buried for 62 years.

Filed under: Adoption, Life Adventures

We Are Going to Find You

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Even today, as I gaze into the photo of the little girl on the right, I feel strange knowing that I came from her womb. She is my birthmother, Betty Stewart. With the current Indiana adoption laws, I had no right to find her.

 

To Betty, I’m sorry you died before I had the chance to meet you. We could have at least been friends.

Now my mission is to find my sister, Deborah Kay Price, who disappeared before her first birthday.

To Deborah Kay, I know there is someone out there who knows what happened to you. Call me a problem child, but I am going to find you.

If you want to help us find Deborah Kay, please join our facebook group, Find Deborah Kay, and share this. Thank you.

https://www.facebook.com/groups/385074401944242/

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Happiness

[image error]If we want to be happy, we must first find happiness within ourselves. Therefore, we should never look for objects around us to make us happy. We are filled with happiness only when we know someone first loved us.

Filed under: Amazing Today, Life Adventures, Philosophy, Poetry

Ignoring Science will Not make Science Go Away.

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The Trump administration has banned seven words and phrases for the Center of Disease control (CDC) for next year’s budget papers. These include: science-based, transgender, diversity, entitlement, vulnerable, fetus, and evidence-based.

http://www.complex.com/life/2017/12/cdc-gets-list-forbidden-words-fetus-transgender-diversity

Last March the same administration eliminated the word “science” from the EPA’s website mission statement. The word was changed to the phrase, “economically and technologically achievable”. Three pages of the EPA’ s website about “climate change” were also taken down.

http://www.cnn.com/2017/12/08/politics/epa-climate-change-references/index.html

During the same month, Scott Pruitt, the nation’s top environmental official, told CNBC that “measuring with precision human activity on the climate is something very challenging to do and there’s tremendous disagreement during the same month about the degree of impact, so no, I would not agree that it’s a primary contributor to the global warming that we see.”

https://www.cnbc.com/2017/03/09/epa-chief-scott-pruitt.html

https://thinkprogress.org/epa-removes-climate-content-from-website

Ignoring science will not make science go away.

The Trump administration seems to have forgotten one word they forgot to censor. From now on, I propose that we are not allowed to write or say the word penis. Instead, I am hereby instituting the new phrase, “the male genital organ that transfers semen and eliminates urine.”

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Filed under: Life Adventures, Society

This may be hard to understand

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This may be hard to understand.

Everything is nothing.

Nothing is everything.

All that remains is consciousness.

Can you imagine a universe with us not in it? Me neither. Now think of this. The universe, and everything in it, is only here because we can observe it.

When we close our eyes, is it still there? When we turn around is it really behind us?

This reminds me of the proverbial question, “if a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?” Perhaps the answer is no. Unless, that is, the universe itself is a type of consciousness itself.

So, if that is the case, the objects we surround ourselves with have no grand importance. When unobserved, they make no sound, they emit no light, and they are simply combined atoms, some more densely packed than others. Some quantum physicists say they are possibly just constructions of our minds.

All that remains are our thoughts, feelings and memories. If that is true, we have the amazing ability to create the very universe we are looking at! It is therefore important to think good thoughts and dwell on wonderful memories.

What an awesome power we have.

We can imagine.

We can discover.

We can love.

We can create our world one thought at a time.

Filed under: Amazing Today, Life Adventures, Philosophy

What is More Important- Quality or Size?

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Question

What is more important: quality or size?

Answer

Both!

For the same amount of money, one has the choice of purchasing a diamond that is white, flawless, and of perfect proportions– and another that contains only a few inclusions and is cut less perfectly. The first diamond will be beautiful, but may be very small. The second may be beautiful also and appear twice as large.

Don’t rely solely on a certificate — the greatest gemological tool that everyone has is their eyes. So let your eyes be the judge! If possible, compare the diamonds side by side. Ask yourself, which one you would receive the most enjoyment from in the long term. If one diamond is say, $1,000 more than another, ask yourself if the more expensive diamond sparkles $1,000 more than the less expensive one.

Wishing you a brilliant day!

Diamond Mike Watson

www.GalleryOfDiamonds.com

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Filed under: Ask Diamond Mike, Gallery of Diamonds, Jewelry

Happy Birthday, Deborah Kay

Dear Deborah Kay,

I never saw you, but my family said you disappeared before your first birthday in 1956.

Someone said the babysitter took you.

Others said a social worker took you.

There was no police report filed.

There was no funeral.

What happened to you?

Happy 62nd birthday. I know it was December 6. If you are out there, please let me know.

Your brother, Michael.

Please help me solve the mystery of my missing sister. I have kept detailed notes on this blog under the tab called, “adoption.” http://www.DiamondWatson.com. Please share or re-blog.

Filed under: Adoption, Life Adventures

Deborah Kay’s Birth Certificate

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Is This the End?

I[image error]For those of you who have given me so much support in the search for my sister, Deborah Kay, who disappeared before she was one year old, I was prepared to tell you the great news that I found her. Sadly, I am not able to do that. I was 99% sure she had been adopted and had her name changed to Debra Ann. A friend discovered a Debra Ann born the same year in which I have since befriended her wonderful sons. They explained that Debra died at the age of 27 in 1982 from complications of brain surgery. The final proof of her being my sister was DNA, and one of her sons volunteered to take a test with me. Unfortunately, after waiting patiently for over a month for the results, we do not share any segments of DNA.

I am sorry, Deborah Kay, that after searching for 23 years I was not able to find you. If you are still alive, you are 62 years old.

If anyone knows any information of what happened to my sister in 1955, please let me know. Please share.

Filed under: Adoption, Life Adventures

End of Search is Beginning of Another

[image error]This is a miraculous moment with my extended family, most of whom I met for the first time when this was taken in 1995. After searching for 20 years, I found that my birthmother had already died. However, I found wonderful siblings and blood relatives.

My wife Carmen is behind me. Brother Ken is sitting next to me. Brother Mike is top left. My daughter Patricia bottom left. My grandmother in the lacy floral dress lived to be 103. I am grateful the greatest influence of my life, my adoptive mother in the white jacket, was able to share this experience.

My sister, Deborah, is not here. She mysteriously disappeared before she was one year old.

Dear Deborah,

I didn’t even know you existed until shortly before this picture was taken. I spent the first half of my life searching for my family. I am now prepared to spend the rest of my life searching for you. Don’t worry. If you knew me you would know I NEVER give up. I am finding more clues. I am hot on the trail. I am going to find you at lightning speed.

Your brother,

Michael.

Filed under: Adoption, Life Adventures