Since my recent learning of information regarding my origins, I can’t stop to think what would happen if I met my birth mother. I joined the Adoption Network, registered on the International Adoption Registry Soundex and have been posting like mad on the inter-web. Re reading the document I received on Friday drew more questions about my birthfather who apparently was an asshole, fathering a few more children in the neighborhood and was a problem child. This is a huge mystery to me so I felt the need to make an appointment with the Dept. of Vital Stats in Columbus to search the 1972 archives– by hand. One by one. A-Z. Ugh. I leave on Tuesday with my wonderful wife to look at a microfiche reader for 4 hours. Its just that important to me.

I have been thinking more and more about what is driving me to find this out. Looking at myself from the outside, I appear as desperate to know. Something I would never think of myself ever doing in my life. I never had a desire to search or know, but as I get older this question is hanging over my head on a daily basis.

When I get back, I will report my findings. This blog will become as a journal for this experience. I am sharing it with you.