I left all of you with a cliffhanger yesterday. I mentioned that I had rec’d the file of my adoption, and that I had discovered that I had a sister.

That was ten years ago. Soon after discovering this information my whole life turned upside down. My dad died, I moved in with my mom to help her out, and continued caring for my grandparents. While I still wanted to know about my birth family, I didn’t have the time or space in my life to do it.

A few weeks ago I was finally ready to begin my search. I entered my birth date and city of birth into one website that had some Wisconsin adoptions on it. Within an HOUR (yes, an hour!), I got an email from someone that said they saw the same birth date and city on another database. I checked out the website, and sure enough there was my birth mom’s name and what my name would have been.

Within just a few hours, I was able to contact (and hear back) from my birth mom and sister! And it turned out I had three sisters! Turns out they had been looking for me for a decade. I was able to find them so fast in part because of all the information they had put out there.

In just a few short weeks I have met my birth mom, and have talked to my sisters. It has been a positive thing thus far, and I look forward to getting to know these people as adults and friends going forward.

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The Fastest Birth Family Search Ever

There is a quote over at A Child Chosen from Alex Haley that talks about knowing where you come from. When you’re adopted, it’s one thing you wonder.

Don’t get me wrong, it isn’t as if you grow up with the fantasy of your “real” parents (although that’s what some people seem to believe.) Instead, it’s a matter of knowing what became of others who share your DNA. You might have a great relationship with your parents, or you might have a rough childhood like I did. It doesn’t matter. While your adoptive parents are truly your parents, you still might wonder about your birth family.

I think I’ve mentioned in the past that I’m adopted. I also grew up as an only child, and one of the things I wondered was if I had any brothers or sisters out there somewhere. I had hoped I had a sister, and ten years ago I got “my file.” The file consisted of many mismatched pages with tons of information blacked out. Not extremely informative or helpful. But I did find out one thing: that I had an older sister.

That was ten years ago. Want to find out what happened next? Tune in tomorrow!

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Finding Your Birth Family