I ran home from work around 11:30 or so yesterday, wondering if my original birth certificate would be in the mail. Sure enough, it was.
It was odd, because my dad called me today. As I was driving home we talked on the phone about all sorts of things, wehn I finally informed him I thought my paperwork would be at home when I got there. The longer we talked, the closer I got. I knew I wanted him to be the person that was with me when I opened the envelope.
I got the envelope, opened it up and there it was. My real name. I was simply named "Baby Boy J####" I don't want to give away the name, it is still just a little too private. I found myself talking about it and searching the mothers name on the Google machine, when I found the match I was looking for. I said "I found her, she lives at this address", when a friend said "my friend from college lives on that street." All of the sudden this was a little too close.
Within 35 to 40 minutes I have what I believe is my birth mothers new name, her address and her phone number. The internet is a crazy information machine. She lives so close, I could be on her front porch in 75 minutes or so. It is bizarre. It is taking everything I have to not dial the number that I have for her, but that would be disrespectful to a woman who made a giants sacrifice for me.
I guess it is onward from here. I am in a crazy world right now. I will let you know how it plays out