Last Wednesday, I finally decided to send a letter to my birthmother.
I made a card, because I thought that was more beautiful and I also wrote it myself. (I had help with the translation, though.) The card looks crooked, but I assure you that was the fault of the camera work, not my actual card.) :) Inside the card I wrote my birth name, birthdate, and place of birth. It then says that I was adopted to Americans. It says that I am looking for my birthmother and gives her last name. I then say that I am sending this same letter to many women, all with the same last name, in hopes of finding the one who is my true birthmother. HOWEVER, I know that it was her because I had her name and had done all the other footwork (please see my previous blog entries, if you don't know what I am talking about.) Then I write that I will be in Seoul until the the third week of December, so she should contact me soon, if she wants to contact me at all.
I dropped it in the mail, also with some help, the next day.
Seeing that the city is only 60 miles from Seoul, I figure the letter should have arrived Saturday or today, Monday. If that's the case, then from today onward... I guess I just wait.
So here I am, waiting.
But she better hurry up, because I might be leaving soon... I already quit my job.