After digesting all the news, I texted my father and woke up my wife, Lee. She was half-awake. I don’t think she fully comprehended everything until the morning. My father texted me back and was as skeptical as I was. We were still dumbfounded by the news. There was only one way to confirm this. Get a picture of the twin.
That morning, I attempted to validate as much of the story as possible. I sent an email to Ki-Won, the older brother, first to confirm his email address. I also called Welcome House to see if they had any insight on this. Leslie, the woman I spoke with, said everything seemed legitimate. In fact, she was fascinated because they don’t get to hear these type of stories that often, if ever. Ki-Won emailed me back immediately and confirmed who he was. My goal at this point was to make sure the entire family was okay with me contacting them. As an outsider, I didn’t want to disrupt their family, but I suppose I already did in a way, since the parents had to come clean about my existence. Ki-Won confirmed everyone was on board. All the siblings were recently given the news about me. Ki-Won said the news shocked them. Not surprising, to say the least.
Now back to those pictures I told you to remember. The sisters had an inkling of my existence. They had found the pictures, my adoptive parents sent to Welcome House, 20 years ago. How they received the pictures, I do not know yet. Apparently, the birth parents would quash the notion that they had ever seen anything of the like. “Keep on moving, nothing to see here”.