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.