Time to get real, tumblr friends.
I’m adopted from South Korea (not China, not Japan, especially not North Korea) and until I was in high school, I did not know anything about my biological family. With some searching and a heavy blessing from God, I was able to find my birth mother when I was sixteen. I was ecstatic. She loved me as much as I loved her and she had been searching for me, too. We got along so well, kept in touch, and she actually flew to Minnesota for my high school graduation. I could not have been more grateful, but the question of my birth father never left my mind. I met a man who worked for him or something one year, but ended up losing his email address. I thought it was pretty much hopeless after that; my birth mother had not been in contact with him since before I was born. I had his old college email to go off of and that was it. I searched the ends of the Internet with just that email address hoping to find something, anything, about this man. The only thing I came up with was a similar email address for a man with the same name, so I just took a chance and emailed that address. An entire year went by, but this past February I had a flagged email from an address I did not recognize. It was him. It was my birth father. He told me to add him on the WeChat app since he did not use that email address anymore and ever since we have been in touch. He sent me this note one day (his English is not the best) and it is probably the single most powerful thing I could ever receive. I don’t know how many people reading this (if any) are looking for their birth parents or long lost relatives, but all I have to say is don’t give up. Amazing things can happen.