I Found My Birth Mother. It Didn’t Rock My Life — And That’s OK

This was hands-down the most difficult story I have ever had to report. I always knew I would write about finding my birth mother when it happened. I just never knew how I would go about it. When it finally came time to recount meeting her in February of this year, I found it hard to put the experience into words. What’s more is that — as you will come to understand in the story — meeting her didn’t end up being the all-questions-answered-about-my-whole-life fantasy ending I was lead believe it would be. This was hard to articulate. Not just for myself but for the audience I was writing for.

I’ve said enough. Just READ AND LISTEN