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Last week, I shared a lot of juicy details and photos about finding my birthmother. This week is the final post of the series and I’ll try to include everything.
F and I emailed for a couple of months as friends. Catching up on the past (not 20 years worth, though) and sharing funny college stories with each other. She told me a little bit about her family and I told her a little bit about mine. We emailed about once a week.
We found a time that we would both be in the same area. I would drive to my hometown and she would drive there, as well from her current location. She hadn’t told her twins about me yet, which is completely understandable. They were about 8 years old and she didn’t want them to think she was going to place them for adoption, too. I never thought about it that way. Valid point.
We decided to meet at one of my favorite restaurants (at the time) for lunch. She brought her sister with her—you know, the one I drunk dialed? Her.
I thought it was going to be a little awkward, but it wasn’t. It was like catching up with an old friend. We had stories to share and things to talk about since we had been talking for the past couple of months. Just when I didn’t think I could look any more like her—in walks her sister. Hellooo me with glasses on.
|F. Me. F's Sister|
A few months passed and then Travis and I drove from MI to CA and stopped by F’s town on the way and had lunch. I was excited for them to finally meet!
F said she was not going to tell the girls about me until they turn 18 and then they can decide if they want to meet//know me or not. All of that changed as soon as Brady was born. 6 days after Brady was born, I received this message on Facebook:
F: I did it
You will be happy to know the girls know who you are. C did not believe me at first but they are handling it quite well. I know I said I would wait, but I decided 12 years old was a good time to tell them.
Soon after I added C & K on Facebook – I started to notice how much C looks like me. Granted, there are a few years between us—but you can still see it.
I finally got to meet C & K at Brady’s 1st Birthday//Baptism party. It was such a busy day, I wish I would’ve been able to spend more time with them, but I’m hoping we can make a trip to their city next time we head to Michigan so we can all spend some uninterrupted time together!
Life now? Life is good. C & I talk a lot, F & I not so often, but I think it’s because we keep up to speed with each other on Facebook. K & I don’t talk often, but we should.
My biological father? Oh, him. I might be on to something. When I was typing the post last week, I got curious about him again. I started doing some searching and I found him. Unfortunately neither he nor his wife have Facebook, Twitter or LinkedIn, but I found some of their relatives, a phone number and address. I’m not going to be creepy and write, but maybe I should have a few drinks and call. I’m not that interested in him, but I’d love to see a photo.
Maybe this isn’t the end of the series, but it is for now.
Am I forgetting anything? What questions do you have? I’d be happy to do a Q & A post.