Many years ago I was dropped off at the Po Leung Kuk orphanage as a
newborn. Three and a half years later, I was adopted by a Dutch family who were
living in Hong Kong at the time. A half-year after that, we all moved back to
The Netherlands.
I grew up in a small village - I don’t remember anyone being
anything but white and blond, and here I was a little Chinese girl. However, I
did not feel discrimination… my mom said it happened from time to time, but she
would not put up with it.
I love my parents - they gave me the love and discipline to be who I
am today. So, it was not from a place of lack that I decided to find my birthmother,
it was more from a place of curiosity. I did not want to die without knowing a
little bit more about who she is, where I came from, why she gave me up, and to
let her know that it was all ok - no upset, no expectations - I am happy.
How I found my birthmother
My first stop was a visit to Po Leung Kuk to get my birth records. I
was 16 years old and went with my parents. During that visit, we were
graciously given a tour, but the orphanage staff was not able to release any
information about my birthmother or anything regarding my birth or my
stay other than what they initially provided to my parents when I was adopted.
Ten years later, I went again to the orphanage with my Dutch,
Chinese friend Yuki, and it was then that I came to know my birth time and
receive a diary of my stay at the Orphanage. I am very grateful Po Leung Kuk
maintained these notes and kept them all these years. So helpful to get a
glimpse of the first few years of my life.
Unfortunately, Po Leung Kuk was not able to help me find my birth
mom, but they suggested that we contact Red Cross in Hong Kong. I remember
filling in a form, but nothing came of it.
Years later, the Hong Kong suggestion inspired me to make a website
and share about my search for my birthmother. I was able to buy the domain
redcross.hk and I put a one-page website up with all the information I knew
about her and Yuki translated it to Chinese. By then, Facebook had also become
very popular, so I searched her surname to see if I could find her that way.
In my search, I came upon one particular Facebook profile which
intrigued me -It was a profile without a picture and with only four friends. I
sent a “Friend” request and also sent messages to all four of her “friends”,
asking if she was the woman I was looking for along with the link of the
redcross.hk website I just put online. No reply at all … until six months
later! *
But it wasn’t my birth mom who replied, it was her young
daughter of another marriage, living in Australia who sent a message back!
You see, on the other side of the world my message left them with so
many questions. No one knew of my birth… and yet this random message out of
nowhere says someone is looking for their mom, gives her full name, birthdate
and the orphanage name…might it be true?
My half-siblings, living in Australia are the ones who saw the
message. You see, her kids actually set up the Facebook account for my
birthmother, but she has never used it.
After my two half-sisters and my one half-brother discussed it
amongst themselves, they then confronted my birthmother, who lives in Hong
Kong, and asked if it was true… and she did not deny it. It was
only after this moment that my conversations with my half-siblings began.
Understandably, it was at first a big shock to realize they had an older
sister in The Netherlands, but once the initial surprise wore off, my half
sibling sisters and brother and I would email and Skype to get to know one
another a little better. My mother wrote a beautiful letter to my birthmother,
I wrote a letter about my life, and my step-sister translated it for my
birthmother. My step-sister was so kind and loving during this process.
And then, on Christmas 2015 we got all together on Skype: my
parents, my birthmother, my half-siblings, my wife and me… I asked questions of
my birthmother, and my parents and she spoke to one another. It was a beautiful
yet emotional gathering together.
My birthmother did not speak English, and I did not speak
Chinese, so it was up to my half-sisters and brothers to translate. They
did a perfect job. So much love. They really held space for a lot of healing to
happen.
After a while things got back to normal, and it was only every now
and then that my half-siblings and I would reach out to one another. I always
knew I would go to Hong Kong one day to meet my birthmother in
person, it was a question of when.
Suddenly, on a day early in December 2018, my wife told me there was
a really good sale on flights to Hong Kong right that moment. I looked and I
found a great fare – but I have to leave in a week!
So, before I pressed the button on the airfare, I immediately
contacted my half-sister to ask my birthmother if she was open to
meet me and she said YES. I asked Yuki if I was able to stay with her for a
week and she said YES. Yuki also said she would help me translate on our first
meeting!
I did have another request of my birthmother, and that was
would she be willing to cook a meal for me. The reasoning: Mothers always cook
for their children, and when it comes to food and meals, that’s where
conversations happen. My birthmother said YES!
Within 24 hours everything was arranged…and one week later I flew to
Hong Kong!
Meeting face-to-face
On the 10th of December, Yuki and I met my birthmother in
person for the very first time. We bought a big colorful cake and went to her
apartment. I was quite nervous.
My birthmother had just moved into her new apartment a month
earlier, but she did not have a table and chairs nor cooking pans! It was
very special that she purchased them in the week before my visit so that she
could cook and we could sit for the meal. It was especially kind given that she
normally does not cook, as she always eats out.
She made her favorite dishes and we shared our stories. She told me
she was not happy that I was looking for her and the reason why. A lot was
unfolding during the meal. I shared that I’m very happy with my Dutch family
and upbringing, so that she does not have to feel any guilt or shame.
I had no expectation of what this meeting would bring. I was open.
She was open.
Yuki was so great at translating, and even captured the moments on
camera and video. Amazingly, Yuki loves the Dutch television program
‘Spoorloos’, which is all about looking for lost family members or people you
haven’t seen for awhile. She knew how to navigate the situation so well, and
gave me the most perfect guidance. She also knew how to talk my
birthmother in an empathetic and reassuring way. I was so fortunate to have
her by my side in all ways.
After that initial meeting, my friend Yuki encouraged me to meet her
more often, and she actually gave me her personal phone and sim-card, so I
could use google translate. Incredible.
So the following days I got to know more of my birthmother’s
daily life: we met in the city at Sham Shui Po station where she gave me a
little tour, we ate at her favorite lunch place, I saw her workplace and then
as a grand finale she took me to a karaoke bar and she sang for me! My
birthmother has a beautiful voice and she is a very good singer. I also
happened to meet some of her singing friends when we were walking through town…
she introduced me as an “important friend”. It was very special.
After I met my birthmother, I called my Dutch parents and expressed
how happy I am that they are my parents and for the love they have given me my
whole life.
Today
Due to the language barrier, my birthmother and I
communicate only occasionally – now and then we will send WhatsApp messages
with emojis and images, but that is it.
The experience was very beautiful. Healing. I did not have any
expectations – and it was perfect. It was fun to learn a little bit
about my birthmother’s life, see that I got my nose from her and to
discover that we are both playful and easy going.
I am very grateful to have connected with my half-sisters - they are
such amazing women. Really loving, honest and smart. And I enjoy watching my
half-brother and my half-sister’s adventures on social media.
In closing, if you are someone who is considering or desiring to
meet your birth mom, I recommend to be patient, resourceful and not have too
many expectations. It is also really helpful to have a friend who speaks fluent
Chinese and understands the culture.
We are all on our individual journeys. What I know for sure, is that
it would not have been in my mom’s or my well-being for her to have kept me.
She did the right thing and I am so grateful. We never know the reasons why
someone would give up a child. However, I trust that things work out for a
reason. A DNA connection does not define family. My parents and adopted
brothers have shown me this my entire life.
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* When you send a message on Facebook to people you are not
”friends” with, the message will automatically go to a greyed-out link in
Messages called “Message Requests”. That is why it took so long for them to
reply – they simply didn’t see it.