"At 35 I discovered by accident, I had been adopted.
I was shattered, on reflection, though, it did explain why I had felt I didn't fit into my family and some of the strange feelings I had always harboured.
So I set off on a journey of discovery to find my birth mother. I found out quite quickly my original surname had been Nabarro. Being an unusual name I thought this would help, but my mother had changed her full name on many occasions so the search was very complicated.
It didn't end until I was 60 when I found out that I had three sisters in America. Sadly my mother had been dead for six years by then but her greatest gift to me was that she had told my sisters all about my existence. When I contacted Megann, on the phone she said: "I've waited all my life for this call."
And so the story unfolded: in the 1930s it was horrendous to be unmarried and pregnant so when the woman in the next bed in the hospital had a still born child, my mother gave me to her. She was the woman who I had always taken to be my natural mother.
My birth sisters gave me photos and momentos of our Mother, spanning all the years.They told me I was the image of her and had all of her mannerisms.
The greatest love of my life has always been music and dancing, it turned out that that was how my mother had earned her living. In fact, my birth family were, almost all, musicians and dancers so clearly it's in my blood.
There are 17 of my family in America, I often visit them, but I didn't set off on this search to find a family. I wanted to find myself and I have. My family are a bonus. You can't imagine how good it feels to look like someone, to have a history and a true identity.
Pam Knight
