How I Met My Parents

The year is 1980.

It was a long December for Margot and Jay. They waited and waited, expecting the call. But Christmas came and went, and the phone never rang. They started to wonder if it just wasn’t meant to be.

But then, on January 9, they got the call. “He’s here. Will you come pick him up?”

Soon they were on the plane, curious about what awaited them upon arrival. January 12 was the date the transfer would take place in an apartment near the hospital.

So after months of waiting, they waited a little longer.

Finally the door opened, and Fr. Tom walked in with a carrier. He placed the bundle in Margot and Jay’s arms and stepped away to give them a moment.

FullSizeRenderAs Margot looked down, she saw the following: “He was covered in a pure white blanket lined with light blue gingham check.  He wore a daintily knit light blue hat with a light blue sweater.  Underneath the sweater lay a solid white sleep and body suit edged in light blue.”

Three days after my birth, that was the first time I met my parents.

My adoption isn’t something I think about often. It’s such a regular thing to me that it would be the same as anyone else thinking about the day they were born on any day other than their birthday.

But this day, January 12, is incredibly special to me. Today is the day that my biological mother made the final decision after carrying me for 9 months to let me go to a family who could take care of me the way she hoped, and it’s also the day that my parents chose to make me their first child.

There isn’t enough love and gratitude in the world to express how much both of those choices mean to me. I’m a lucky man.

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6 thoughts on “How I Met My Parents”

  1. This is very moving Jamey! What an incredibly story you have and what hope it brings me. I don’t think I could fully understand what it must a have been like for your parents but after thinking about our own daughter, I am sure it must have been quite the emotional experience.

  2. Thank you for sharing something so personal. This is an incredibly moving story. I’m grateful for you giving us the opportunity to learn about you beyond just an internet identity.

    It’s common to hear your name used as a point of reference to useful sources of information for crowdfunding and tabletop games. Knowing you and the topics you cover with Richard Bliss, I’m sure you take no issue to it—you’re growing a brand and identity after all.

    However, I subscribe and regularly read your personal blog but only follow the Stonemaier games blog occasionally because of articles like this one.

    • Allen: Thank you for your kind note–I’m glad to have a place to share more personal stories than those that I talk about on my Kickstarter Lessons blog. 🙂


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