Dear Friends and Family,
This is it: the last part of this origin story.
It’s been quite a journey (Here are parts 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5.)
Here are the takeaways:
- Genetics are cool. Over the course of about two years, I have met more than 30 new people to whom I am blood related. Seeing myself in people other than the two I made is incredible. I see my eyes in my sister, my dimples in my brother, my laugh in my father, my inability to sit still in my mother, etc.
- Love isn’t like pie. More for some doesn’t mean less for others. I can love my adopted parents and extended family with my whole heart (and do) and also love my found family.
- Love is love is love. No boundaries. Some of the most wonderful messages I’ve received are from adopted cousins. Add to those messages all the heartfelt ones from friends and relations by marriage and new people tangential to the story, and you see that this has been a moving experience for more people than just myself.
- The human capacity for love, understanding and acceptance is astounding. Everyone in this story (except one**) has seemed to be so happy about this late-in-life connection. I have been amazed at how excited people seem to be to add me to the family. I’m still on my best behavior of course. I don’t want anyone to regret the welcome. 😉
- I am fortunate. Not every adoptee has a positive experience. And I have had it on both sides. One of my friends found her birth mother, and mom turned out to be … not a good person. Another friend found his, who said she didn’t want a relationship: “I gave you up for a reason.” Kathy is fond of saying that this could have been a Lifetime movie, but it turned out to be a Hallmark one.
Me: That’s why I was careful to explain in my letter that I’m a normal, stable person.
Alaina (my niece): That’s exactly what a crazy person would say.
Another takeaway? I can expel water from my face holes. (Thanks for the term, Heather!)

So many of you have contacted me with your own stories and messages of encouragement. Thank you. My goal in writing this series was twofold:
- It’s a great story. Come on: You have to give me that!
- I wanted to recognize and applaud all the people who opened their hearts to me.
If my story helps any other adoptees or adoptive families navigate these strange waters, then I will have done some good.
With any luck, they will get a message from a birth parent that’s as welcome and touching as this one:

Thanks for reading.
XO,
Beth
*Mission Impossible. Of course.
**I think that person just needs a little more time to process. I’m certainly not going to force it.
Beth,
I cried when I read your blog. I know how much you meant to my Tracey in Atlanta!
You mean a lot to her now! She lost her Dad from suicide when she was 5 and her stepfather was not a kind man! If you are ever in the Dallas area please call! I never had much to do with her friends in Atlanta, but I do remember you from the Ill-faded
wedding! Good luck in all your endeavors!
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I love your daughter, then and now. We talk occasionally over email. It’s nice to have such a long friendship. And thanks for reading!
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