08/07/2025
I have been really blessed with the life I have been able to lead. The road has had twists and turns with some of the road conditions being downright rough but nonetheless has led me on a journey that almost doesn’t feel real at times. After 33 years and 7 years of searching the internet calling closed adoption agencies, hospitals that have shuttered their doors, trying to track my birth parents down with only their first names I was able to finally find my family where it all started. Like something out of a movie on Mother’s Day, I was finally able to make contact with my birth mother.
I don’t know what I was expecting after seeing friends and other folks in the community who had been adopted who had made contact with their families and had less than ideal results (family that did not want contact, or had passed away, or simply never able to find closure). I have always had a weird relationship with luck with people in my family coining it occasionally as “of course that would happen to Zach” and I guess this time she was on my side because I was lucky enough to find my birth parents still together with my 3 sisters and the greater family happy and healthy (and let me tell you there is a whole lot of them).
This past week I was finally able to make the journey back down to New Orleans & Baton Rouge and spend the holiday weekend reconnecting with all of them. It’s hard to put into words how it felt, I have only known them for the past 2 months but it all just slid into place like the last piece of a puzzle I have been trying to complete for 33 years. It took some time to get here but I am looking forward to building deeper relationships with my parents, sisters, cousins, grandparents, aunts, uncles, 2nd cousins, and whatever the hell comes after that because we definitly have them.
