Friday, September 30th, 2005 and hits!!! I get home, in such a good mood, check the mail, find yet more letters scouting Q17, continue flipping and stop COLD in my tracks!!! A letter from the home I was adopted!!! This can not be good for me since the last contact was back in 2001!! I rip it open and begin to read.........my biological mother passed away in 2002, at least they BELIEVE it is my biological mother!!! They inform me if this was the wrong form of contact they appoligise, however they are in the mist of search to confirm this informaton.
Once I'm able to breath again, I run towards the house to make a phone call!!!
The drama continues if you dare continue to read ~
