Living life as an adopted person is some times difficult. Not that you don't have a wonderful family..cause I do...you just always wonder who you are. What is my birth family like? Who do I look like? Does my birth mother ever think about me? Does she ever wonder what I look like, how I turned out, what I like and don't like? People who are not adopted do not understand this at all. They know their family history. They know who they look like, where they get there traits from and don't feel that something is missing. That is the best way to describe the way I feel. I love my family, my parents, my siblings, my children and grandchildren...I just feel like a part of me is missing. I would love to meet my birth family. To know where I come from and who I look like. To know where I get some of my traits and quirks. Some day maybe I will met them and hopefully I will then feel complete.