Well, since it’s past midnight I can officially say that tomorrow is my birthday! In 23 hours (well, just under 30 technically) I’ll turn the big 29.
I realized earlier today that 2 years ago at this time, I was getting ready to fly from London to Hamburg, Germany to see Muse for the very first time on my birthday. Time flies…
As a ‘happy birthday to me’ present to myself, later today I’ll be making a trip to Tomato Tattoo in Lisle to get ink piece #14! Starting on my left half-sleeve (the outer space themed one) with the fabulous Jeremy, who was responsible for Chris’ Chicago/pirate flag tattoo on his chest. Needless to say, I’m pretty effin’ excited about it. Another item to cross off the 101 list!
Also, on a more serious note…
Since I decided that I wanted to finally find my biological mom by the time I turned 30 (which is most certainly on my 101 list), and my mom had actually sent me a scanned newspaper clipping involving my biological mom this past weekend (we’ve always known her name, as they mistakenly gave my parents paperwork for an open adoption first before realizing that it was supposed to be closed. My mom managed to catch her name on the papers before they fixed the error), I started hunting around online for any adoption registries. Just to see if I could get lucky and find something.
Lo and behold, one of the first sites I find has a hit.
The entry is under her name, and the birth information matches perfectly.
So why am I freaking the hell out?
The entry was from April 6, 2000.
6 months before I turned 18.
Like she pre-emptively put the listing up in case I decided to try and find her when I turned 18 (which, thanks to the Nebraska law that says you can’t search through the adoption agency for biological parents while under the age of 25 unless you have your adoptive parents’ consent, I didn’t even think about at the time).
Anyways…
This website not only gives her address and phone number, but a place to send an email message.
So I’m currently losing sleep trying to figure out what the hell I want to even try to say to her. For all I know, the email address doesn’t even work anymore (it HAS been over 10 years). I’m trying to hash out a short draft right now, with the intention of sleeping on it and then sending it off tomorrow. At this point, I doubt I’ll actually be able to sleep until I send it.
Hence why I’m writing this entry. Trying to distract myself for a couple minutes…
Assuming she actually still wants to get in touch with me, how awesome would it be to get a call from her on my birthday?











