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Originally Posted by Easton

Kelle went through all my parents paperwork, while selling the house. we sat on the floor in my old living room and didnt find anything.

Which was kind of weird, NOT a single piece of paper pertaining to the adoption.

My dad had to either get rid of it or gave it to someone for "safe" keeping.

I wrote to NYS, they will pass my information on if someone is looking for me, but i bet that will be a cold day in hell.

My birth mother would be 62 right now. After all my changes, shes looking for a "daughter" that dont exist.

I think the laws SUCK, so many groups are trying to change the laws in NYS, but i bet it will never happen. I do believe that the laws should change for health relations.

This is a great topic Jen.

That is weird that ther was zero paperwork on the adoption, he must have gotten rid of it at some point. My Dad had letters and domuments about our adoptions.

I'm sorry you can't find out more, how maddening!

Originally Posted by NotAnAverageGuy

I received a phone call from one of my half sister this evening, she lost her house to a fire yesterday and was letting me know everyone is accounted for and safe.

On another note she had mentioned that our mother is sick, the flu stuff, for the 2nd time in less than month, I told my sister I stopped playing phone tag with our mother months ago because the old coot never called me back.

Nor will she answer any more questions, it's frustration city with that woman

Oh no, I am so sorry. And at Christmas.
I did not speak to my adopted dad for 11 years before his death last January. I get how frustrating it can be.

Originally Posted by dreadgeek

Interesting questions.

I found out I was adopted when I was 17. I had brought home a report card with a 'C' on it. My father and I were having our normal report card conversation and at the end of it, before we went inside, he said "oh by the way, you're adopted" then turned his back on me and went inside the house.

For the next four years we played what I call 'the adoption game'. The adoption game goes like this:

Me: Mom? Am I really adopted.
Mom: You've always been our child.
Me: Dad, am I adopted?
Dad: We've always loved you.

After my son was born, I pinned my parents down by saying "I need to know for genetic reasons--am I adopted. A simple yes or no question requiring a yes or no answer." My father replied "yes, never bring this up again".

He and I never spoke of it again. I did not find anything else out until twelve years later, after my father was dead and my mother told me a little more. They knew my birth mother because she was a student at the high school in Alabama where my mother was a teacher and my father a vice principal at the time. After my mother died in 2007, my sister sent me what paperwork she could find which had my original name and some pieces of correspondence with the Alabama department of child welfare regarding the fostering and then adoption.

I have never met my birth mother although I would like to, if for no other reason than to tell her that I grew up okay.

Cheers
Aj

Perfect, you got C's and he tells you you are adopted. What a blow, I am so very sorry. I can completely understamd the confusion you must have felt!

People still have a hard time talking about adoption, I wonder why? I guess they felt threatened?

I hope you get to meet her some day.

Originally Posted by bigbutchmistie

I saw my brother when he graduated high school. I took my biological mom with me. We were asked to leave. I stayed. I felt she should see him graduate. I didnt see him until he joined the Army and came back from Afghanistan. Then my mom and I went down to Fort Polk LA to get him and his friend a week before she died. He only got to know her for about a week. A few weeks later he shipped out for a few years to Iraq. We have had a relationship off and on. Not of my choosing. But of his. He struggles with my being gay. And my adopted parents "claim" him as their son. So he is torn. Ive let him know that my door is always open and Im just a phone call away. We got to spend Thanksgiving together this year. That was great. He is supposed to go to Center Texas and see his boys. They live with my adopted parents. But yes. I miss the closeness that he and I shared when we were little

So glad you got to go to his graduation and that you spent Thanksgiving!
I have 3 half brothers and a half sister I have met, but don't know. Two of my half brothers would not even look at me and blamed me for messing up their Mom's life.

Originally Posted by NotAnAverageGuy

You know what would be great, a BFP adoptees gathering

If we have a gathering, let's have an adoptee meet up That sounds great. We have so much to talk about.