This item on Yahoo News creeped me out… two-fold:
Finding on Facebook
Dana Lowrey has known she was adopted for as long as she can remember. And for almost as long - about 30 years - she had been looking for what she calls her "first family." She combed through county records, searched the online adoption registries and enlisted the help of reunion experts. On Jan. 10, she set up a Facebook page and asked the friends she had made in the adoption community to help her search. Within 24 hours, she was in touch with her birth mother, Mary Stark. And by Jan. 15, she had made contact with her biological dad, Kenny Morse.
In retrospect, Lowrey, a 41-year-old nurse who is raising two kids of her own in Roseville, Calif., is not sure why it took her so long to use social-networking sites to trace her birth parents. In 2008 she used MySpace to connect with the son, Tim Daugherty, she'd given up for adoption 19 years earlier.
Of all the relationships that are being changed by Facebook and other sites that trade on bringing people together, the thorny, delicate bonds that connect what's known in adoption circles as the triad - the biological family, the child and the adoptive parents - may be the most profoundly altered.
Facebook creeps me out in general. And while I’m glad it is helping birth families and adoptees reconnect, it just feels wrong that there isn’t more personal contact before they learn the details of each other’s lives and see each other’s faces. I know, lots of reunions have begun with email and moved on from there. I guess I’m old fashioned… my reunion more than 14 years ago began with a phone call, proceeded into letters (and more phone calls), and within 10 days, meeting in-person.
Can you guess the second thing that got to me? That the adoptee had also relinquished a child for adoption.
You’ll never convince me that there are no patterns in adoption. That it repeats itself. Not always, but too often.