Dear SG, this week something huge happened. Monumental, even.
You may not know this about me, but I'm adopted. I was adopted when I was two days old and never spent more than a matter of seconds with my biological family. The adoption was closed, the lawyer who handled my adoption has long since passed on. No information was exchanged. All I had was a named that my adoptive mother scrawled down during a meeting with the lawyer when he left the room. She dug through his papers and got the name of my mom. That's all I've ever had.
On a whim, I decided to start a search while at work the other day while we were slow. Just running her name through Google. The only thing different this time was that this time I found a possible match on one of those invasive "pay for background info" sites. It was the closest match I had ever found, I brought it up to my boss. We decided, on a whim, to run her name through local arrests and mugshots because, ya know, who the fuck knows? We ran through mugshot databases, voter registration info, housing registration info, spokeo, facebook. We thought we hit a dead end when the address on her voter registration info was listed as being owned by a man I had never heard of. On another whim, we ran his name through facebook. Sure enough, his page said he was in a relation with, well, my mom.
We opened her page. Her profile picture is just a quote so I didn't see her at first. I'd never seen her before. We still weren't sure we had the right woman, actually... But then I saw her... My eyes immediately started to water. It was her. We called over the tattoo artist who works 2 doors down, and the piercer. Everyone who looked at the picture of her had a look of "Oh holy shit" on their faces.
We have the same eyes, the same smile. Her cheeks are poochy and round like mine. She has my natural blonde hair and freckles. I still don't know how to process all of this. I don't know if she's ever thought about me or wanted to meet the way I do her. I know I have a lot more to take into account than just what I want. Honestly, I don't even know what I want. I guess I just want to give her a chance to know that I'm here, just in case she has wondered about me over the years.
Crazier yet, she lives less than 5 minutes form where I'm sitting right now. I drive by her house every Monday when I restock our store with pipes and such. I sit at the red light her house is on the corner of. All these years I grew up minutes from her and had no idea.
So, yeah, that happened... Holy shit, right?
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