So, I have my original certificate of adoption (or whatever one may call it), and it is somewhat interesting. I like the vintage look to it, but it also reminds me of how ephemeral things can be. I do not want this piece of paper to deteriorate, nor do I want to solely have it’s image on my computer. I like holding it, it is a tangible part of my past. That, and my stuffed rabbit velvet. Both are from the beginning of my life, for the most part.
I will attach an image or two of it so you can see what it looks like.
I wonder… my parents were both short, according to this. I am basically six feet. Me and a lot of my friends seem to be taller than our parents. I wonder if my children will be seven feet tall if I feed them right.
One thing we have in common is being introspective at times, who isn’t though. 「 I am trying to not use conjunctions, but ‘who is not though’ does not sound right in the context of ‘who isn’t though’ 」Interesting. Her father died of T.B., tuberculosis, and I have latent tuberculosis. Yes, perhaps there is a correlation…Good to know. Yup.
A day after my birthday I was sent to the 진주 branch for adoption, pretty quick turnaround 엄마. Sooner than later, right on. I feel ya. Studies are important, so I will take mine seriously as well.
I guess I never made the weight gain. I made the height, but not the weight. I have always been lighter than my friends. Those who are of all heights seem to be heavier than I, except those real skinny guys.
정숙자, thank you. I hope that you are still doing well, I figure you are 67 at this point.
I received an e-mail from my adoption service yesterday. I made it pretty clear what I wanted in my initial e-mail to them, hopefully they will be able to help me. The e-mail was asking what I wanted from them, so, I will make my request a second time. Third, actually. A few years ago I started this process, I can’t recall why I did not finish it though.
Hm. I have to give a speech in speech class soon, not bad not bad. I hope I do not sweat, usually I am fine talking in front of people. I will think of it as a conversation with the class, a one way conversation. Not so one way, because body language is a language, isn’t it?
Okay, stay well. I am going to try to limit how much I post, so it isn’t all bullshit. I want this to be a more legitimate blog, not a twitter feed. There is twitter for that….. #ohreally
wait, one last thing. I searched 정우수 on facebook and added a random person, he sort of looks like me and seems to be the right age. Chances of this being my 아버지 (I will use Korean to reduce ambiguity), pretty slim.