I have written previously about my searches for my paternal grandfather's biological father, possibly a Mr. Mundy, and for the son whom my aunt gave up for adoption in 1945, both using DNA as the most promising tool. So far I haven't made any real progress on either of those, although I continue to search and look for new approaches (hope springs eternal).
I have had another DNA search going on in the background, one I haven't posted about. My sister had a son in 1981 and gave him up for adoption. A few years ago, she asked if I could help try to find him. So I gave her all the warnings (informed consent!) and bought an Ancestry DNA test for her. When the results arrived, I downloaded her data and put it on GEDMatch, Family Tree DNA, and MyHeritage. And waited to see if she had any close matches.
That waiting came to frution last month.
She has a match indicated as "son."
He reached out for contact via his girlfriend, who sent a message through the MH system (paraphrased): "Hi, you show up as my mother. Are you willing to talk with me?" When I read the message, I shouted out, "Oh my god!"
I then immediately called my sister. When I read the message to her, she shouted, "Oh my god!"
I guess we really are sisters, huh?
And I wrote back saying yes, she was indeed willing to talk with him and was looking forward to it.
That turned out to be a pretty nice Christmas present for both of them.
They have spent the past month talking a lot, from what I hear. And this past week my sister flew out to see him in person and help him celebrate his 40th birthday.
I guess it makes a good birthday present also.
And yes, I do have permission to tell their story and post their photo on my blog.