In 1985 I was adopted from Seoul, South Korea. I was 3 months old and was given to Caucasion parents. Every family gathering I was reminded that I was different even though nobody wanted to tell me why. Finally my parents told me what it means to be adopted and my birthmother was from Korea.
I spent so much time looking on the internet for ways to find my mom, without spending money. Ever since I was 13 I wanted to know who she was and if I looked like her. On my 21st birthday I decided to give up. I was in the military now and decided to be content with the fact at least she let me have a better life than I might've had with her.
When I was 23 years old I got stationed in Korea. I tried one more time to try and find her through my old adoption agency that was there. Three months went by and I checked my email everyday for any sign that they found her. I decided that I should accept that perhaps she did not want to be found. About 6 months later I received an email from my social worker that said she found my mother. She also attached a picture of her and a letter she had written to me. To make a long story short I have met her and still keep in touch through email. In fact I am learning how to write in Korean to make the language barrier much easier.
Persistence is truly key....
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