So, my adoption story continues with the discovery that my birth mother had been in contact with my birth father all the time. She had been in touch with him over the years, meeting him often. She knew where he lived, about his married life, where he worked, all about his family, and was able to contact him for me to organise a meeting so that I could meet him too. Meeting my birth father wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. When I think about this, it seems disconcerting