You hear in all sorts of places that to give your child, your first creation from your own flesh and blood is one of the most selfless things that you can do in your lifetime. No one ever thinks about how the child feels.
I was 5 days old when I was adopted by the most wonderful people that could have had the decency in their hearts to take on someone elses mistake. They adopted me and raised me to be a kind decent loving person. Now I wonder what my real birth parents are like. Who are they? Why did they choose this? How do they feel in all of this? If I meet them where will they fit in?
So many questions and yet I have no answers to all of them. So from here I applied for my birth records and when I received them I got my birth parents names along with all of the information. Now what do I do? I have this info… so what better then stalk them on facebook and see if they are easily contactable there. I tried my birth mother first with no luck whatsoever. Yet when I searched the name of my birth-father, there he was. Correct name, place and age… it couldn’t be true. I mean it really couldn’t have been that easy to just find them on facebook.
Now I really have a dilemma… Do I contact him? What if he forgot….
That thought should have never crossed my mind because what parent forgets their first born? That is just ridiculous! So yesterday I worked up the courage to message him and sure enough he was the right guy. It took him a while to answer again after I told him who I was. It must have really messed with his head, yet when he answered back he was calm and collected about the whole situation. I found out that I have brothers, well half brothers and that unfortunately he isn’t in contact with my birth mother any longer.
Funniest part of this, when I looked through his pictures we are identical. Absolute INSANITY.
I don’t know how to feel… I just felt like discussing it with the entire wordpress populous… I don’t know when I will feel normal again, but I did come to a conclusion through this long and terrifying process… I don’t want to know these people whom I share DNA with… I only want to thank them for choosing who they did to raise me because I grew up with a fantastic set of wonderful parents who loved and cherished me more than a single mother could have possibly done… so I send this message of thanks out into cyber space and I hope that in the near future I will be able to contact her also and thank her for the amazing selfless decision she made for me.
