A Long Series Finale

Have you ever watched those TV shows where there is an underlying theme running through the smaller episodes of the show? Well, for the past 49 seasons I had a single storyline running involving my adoption. This weekend, that storyline is coming to an end. We have about 8 more weeks of episodes, but I have finally found and connected with my birth family. 

After the wild goose chases of Loren Stone, Linda Ashlock and the like, I finally came across the missing pieces of the puzzle. Then after stalking a few of their open Facebook profiles, I had a very strong feeling I finally found them. All of them were on Facebook. 

I sent friend requests, Instagram requests, Pinterest and even used a business web form. It was Facebook messenger for the win. My sister saw the message of "please accept the friend request, I think I am your brother". She called my brother who grabbed the laptop out of his wife's hand and sent me a message to give him a call. He combed through other pages on my blog looking for clues as to who I am and if I was for real. It was a comment that he left later on my Facebook profile that made me tear up: When I was a small child my mom had a baby boy and gave him up for adoption.   I think I met him today.  I'm pretty sure I have a new brother.   He found us mom.  Finally he found us and it's freaking me the f*&% out.

Well, you aren't the only one. I now have 2 half sisters and 1 half brother. The kicker was... It looks like I also have a full sister. Additionally, I now have an enormous extended family and I have extended theirs as well. It feels a bit like an out-of-body experience. So many questions rush in and out of my brain with answers coming just as quickly from the new siblings. Straight hair? Yes. Dimples? Yes. Did we look alike as children? Yes. I swear I was looking at an old photo of me when I saw my brother's picture from when he was young. Do they have 3 nipples? Well, I haven't asked that yet. I hope not since I don't. 

They started going into health and genetic diseases and that wasn't even on my list to ask at the time. I thought it was going to be such a long shot to find them, I didn't have that part prepared in my head. It appears that I have more information about my birth-father than they do though. My birth-mother gave a letter to social services explaining the circumstances of my being placed for adoption. Now either my Mom took the letter and provided it in a private format, or the social worker read the information, but my Mom wrote me a very long letter with everything. So with the information I have, my new information from my full sister, and my computer prowess, I think I have located my birth father. I just need to dig a little harder to verify. 

In the meantime, the series has a bit more work to do. My big brother (that is nice to say) has ordered the DNA test and in about 8 weeks, we will have a series finale. Then I will catch up, meet everyone face to face and stand on the dark stage with that one spotlight providing a closing monologue on this long story of love. 

When you spend all that time looking for the one thing that drives you to be the overachieving person you are, what do you do after you finally find it? 

Comments

After I saw your picture I told Terri (That's what we call the oldest of the group Ruby) That I thought you and Cherri (Charmaine) were full siblings Looking foward to finally meeting my little Brother

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