A gal cc'd me in an email to a fellow adopted person from the Philippines. She revealed that she came across a picture on our orphanage page on Facebook and identified herself; an image she had never seen before, a photo of herself before the age of 4 years.

The photo was taken a couple years before I was born but somehow I felt an instant connection with her as we spoke that same night. Her excited voice was rambling and asking questions that I could not necessarily answer. It was one of those conversations that could have gone on for hours as we compared notes about what our Pilipinas passport looked like and if I knew any of the names she blurted out.

This recent reunion of sorts has me thinking whether I want to find more information about my life in the orphanage. This gal has a sister who is my age and is very likely that we were at the orphanage at the same time.

I always feel like I am having an out of body experience when I have these encounters. As though they are unreal and I am an observer. I guess this is part of my adoption that I am still working out and attempting not to alienate myself from the fact that I lived in the orphanage for the first five years of my life.