u/EntertainerFree9654

Anybody from Westchester down here??

I'm adopted and always knew it. I met both of my birth parents and knew them (separately). I had my DNA test done, even though I knew what I would find. One day I got a notification from Ancestry that a 5th cousin contacted me.

He said he was looking for his birth parents as he had just found out, in his 40s, that he was adopted. His adoptive parents had both passed and another relative felt he had the right to know.

I told him that I couldn't figure out how we might be related because I was ALSO adopted. I quipped, "it must run in the family".

I eventually talked to him on the phone. And, because I knew both sides of my birth family, was able to find out which side he was from. And yes, he learned that his birth mother had passed, but now he had her side of the family - who had known about him and welcomed the reunion.

We still talk from time to time.

All my life I knew that I was adopted. Then, when I was an adult, was able to meet my birth parents.

Obviously, I grew up in my adopted family, with parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles. But, my birth families (father's and mother's) are my blood families. But I don't know them, or even who they are, and it's too late to ask now as I don't really have a relationship with them anymore.

It just makes me feel like I don't belong to either family tree.