When I was very young, my mother told me that I was adopted. Since then, I have been on the hunt to find out who/where I come from. For many years, I pieced together information from stories my family shared with me, as well as documents about my adoption I found in my father’s desk. I often wondered who my birth family was, not for wanting to replace the family that adopted me, but because of a curious nature that could only be satiated by answering these questions: Who am I? Who brought me into this world, and what came of them? My search came up with few answers, and I began to give up hope. In 2010, my search was reinvigorated by a change to Illinois’ adoption laws that allowed adoptees access to their original birth certificate. Since then, this change in the law, and access to new online DNA services have given me many of the answers that I sought.