NuclearDreams
01-17-2009, 06:10 AM
I mentioned here once on the Den that I grew up without parents. Since I was three I've only seen my mother once. I also have two half brothers I've never seen before. A third brother and I were split up by the state when I was ten and I've never seen him since. Five months ago I hired an American private investigator through an agency here in Germany. Two months before Christmas she Fed Exed me the telephone number, address and some photos of the youngest half brother. After I made contact with him I found out that he and his wife had been looking for me for several years. They had created accounts in MySpace and Facebook with their names listed so as to make it easy for me to find them if I ever looked. I, unfortunately, didn't know his last name which is the reason why I would have never found them that way. He had been in contact with my other two brothers and most importantly my mother. I couldn't believe it, it was like winning the lottery.
My mother was sixteen when I was born. Shortly after, she landed out on the street with no support from family. She turned to drugs and prostitution which resulted later in the placement of all children she had in the Foster Care system. Apparently a few years ago her youngest son decided enough was enough and took her away from all the mess she was in and moved from California to Idaho. My youngest brother lives there now with his wife, five kids and my mother. Three weeks before Christmas I called the half brother in Idaho. We talked for about an hour before he decided to give the receiver to our mother. I could hear him talking in the background, "Mom there's someone who wants to talk to you". She asked who it was, and he replied your oldest son. There was a pause and then I heard her break down and cry. She cried for ten minutes before she could take the receiver, and when she did I said, "Hi mom it's Keith". She dropped the phone and cried again. My brother had to picked it up and hold it to her ear, and between her tears all she could say was, "I'm sorry" over and over again.
I can't really put into words the emotions of that moment, but I can tell you that was the best Christmas present I've ever had.
A lot of information has since come into the light. I found out that my father lives in California. I haven't made contact with him yet...one thing at a time. My wife has been extremely supportive. I guess without her I probably would have just broken apart in small emotional pieces over all this.
I don't hold a grudge against my mother. I've made some bad decisions in life, but I have also made some very good ones. I believe God has blessed me with a wonderful wife and three kids and I have a good life regardless of the past. Situations in my mother's life spiraled out of control after she became pregnant at fifteen. The fault lies with the family who refused to help her at a time when she desperately needed it.
Why am I writing all of this in a gaming forum? Since this all happened I purposed to let anyone who would listen know that life can take a turn for the better. Even if you have lost your identity, and you have no family foundation to build on you can still make it. Your legacy can be the life you yourself build from the lessons you pull from the ashes and from the blessings that fall from the sky. Not to boast but since I left the Foster Care system at seventeen, I have achieved a masters degree in Law Enforcement, was employed by the U.S Air Force, made some investments that have contributed to my early semi retirement, married a fantastic woman (16 years married) and fathered three wonderful kids. You can do it too, just don't lose hope.
I just want you all to know that we have planned a family reunion in Idaho this summer. I'll let you know how it went.
My mother was sixteen when I was born. Shortly after, she landed out on the street with no support from family. She turned to drugs and prostitution which resulted later in the placement of all children she had in the Foster Care system. Apparently a few years ago her youngest son decided enough was enough and took her away from all the mess she was in and moved from California to Idaho. My youngest brother lives there now with his wife, five kids and my mother. Three weeks before Christmas I called the half brother in Idaho. We talked for about an hour before he decided to give the receiver to our mother. I could hear him talking in the background, "Mom there's someone who wants to talk to you". She asked who it was, and he replied your oldest son. There was a pause and then I heard her break down and cry. She cried for ten minutes before she could take the receiver, and when she did I said, "Hi mom it's Keith". She dropped the phone and cried again. My brother had to picked it up and hold it to her ear, and between her tears all she could say was, "I'm sorry" over and over again.
I can't really put into words the emotions of that moment, but I can tell you that was the best Christmas present I've ever had.
A lot of information has since come into the light. I found out that my father lives in California. I haven't made contact with him yet...one thing at a time. My wife has been extremely supportive. I guess without her I probably would have just broken apart in small emotional pieces over all this.
I don't hold a grudge against my mother. I've made some bad decisions in life, but I have also made some very good ones. I believe God has blessed me with a wonderful wife and three kids and I have a good life regardless of the past. Situations in my mother's life spiraled out of control after she became pregnant at fifteen. The fault lies with the family who refused to help her at a time when she desperately needed it.
Why am I writing all of this in a gaming forum? Since this all happened I purposed to let anyone who would listen know that life can take a turn for the better. Even if you have lost your identity, and you have no family foundation to build on you can still make it. Your legacy can be the life you yourself build from the lessons you pull from the ashes and from the blessings that fall from the sky. Not to boast but since I left the Foster Care system at seventeen, I have achieved a masters degree in Law Enforcement, was employed by the U.S Air Force, made some investments that have contributed to my early semi retirement, married a fantastic woman (16 years married) and fathered three wonderful kids. You can do it too, just don't lose hope.
I just want you all to know that we have planned a family reunion in Idaho this summer. I'll let you know how it went.