I received a phone call today regarding some news on my adoption....I must admit it took me by surprise and a flood of emotions came gushing out. Even though when I started this journey I knew it was about me, about who I am, and about who I was born and yet it was also dream like in that I had also detached myself from it as well. Well todays phone call made it a reality. Somewhere out there, and I am not sure at this point whether she is still alive, is my birth mum, and I apparently have a sister that is known of, and its this news that probably excites me more. While some information has been found, there is till alot of research to be done and probably a lot of tears as well.
I know my birth mums name and that she was a dutch immigrant to Australia in the 1950's. My file should be arriving before the end of the week and although according to the social worker it contains alot of information it also contains nothing in that it is mostly irrelevant to what I need to locate my birth mum.. I know I could very well be opening a can of worms but also feel if I don't I may regret it for the rest of my life.