An Adoptee Story.

Interesting article in the new issue of Yankee Magazine:

http://www.yankeemagazine.com/issues/2007-03/features/babyboy

In the article, the author questions why he waited so long to search. Since it appears he waited until the deaths of his adoptive parents, I can only imagine it was some good old fashioned adoptee guilt. Your thoughts?

Emails.

I received some great email correspondence from the siblings. I guess I was getting all crazy for nothing. I do tend to forget that they have busy lives (kids, school and work).

I sent my birth mom a book on the history of Chatham, MA (a little town on Cape Cod)in the mail today. She spent her summers there as a kid and I thought she would enjoy the pictures of clambakes, town buildings, etc.
I am looking for a little something to bring her when we get together next weekend. I will hunt around for something interesting. Maybe a neat candle or something for her quilting. We’ll see…

I ended up buying a new car because the Jeep was sucking down the gas and basically uncomfortable. It seemed like a great idea at the time but I don’t need to haul stuff that often. It was funny when I told her about it. She commented that it would be much more comfortable and economical when I “come up north”.

I bought myself the movie The Departed and watched it this past weekend. What a great flick! I especially loved it because it was filmed very near where I live. The language and violence is strong but it will have you on the edge of your seat! It also just won Best Picture.

Another Phone Call.

I had a nice phone call with my birth mom last night. We hadn’t spoken in a while because I had a couple of busy weeks at work and didn’t get home until late most nights.

I did get some grief that she hadn’t heard from me in almost two weeks. She told me her husband had been asking daily if she had heard anything from me. She also told me that she had even rounded up the birth siblings to see if anyone had heard from me. She is funny.

We talked for an hour and decided we would meet at the Kowloon restaurant for lunch in a couple of weeks. I can’t wait to see her! We had talked about next weekend until I remembered that would be her volunteer weekend. She does cleaning at a residence that houses parents of terminally ill kids. She had skipped the previous month to come down to my house and I don’t want her to do that again. It is important work.

In the past, she told me a tragic story about a single father who had been staying at the residence. She went in to clean his room and found it completely trashed. The suitcase had been dumped, clothes tossed around the room and his toiletries had been thrown on the bathroom floor and someone had basically stomped on them. She said there was broken glass everywhere. Thinking someone had broken in, she notified the manager. Sadly, she found out the man’s son had passed away during the night. She went back to his room and carefully folded his clothes and cleaned up the mess. She said it just broke her heart.

We talked about so much last night. If you were following along with a search and reunion checklist, we covered a whole lot of ground last night. I’ll write more about that tomorrow.