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WOW!!OMG!! ACK!!

I just hopped over to my mailbox and had a message alert fom my Max..so I am all happy..yeah..and then I read it.
I am sitting here..shaking in my skin..crying..HE WANTS TO COME AND VISIT!!!!!

My Baby..he’s gonna come see me!!! He will get to met his brothers ans sister and me and be here!!!

HE’S COMING HOME!!!!

God I love this guy!! I just have to share how amazing he is in his entirety!

Hey, sorry I took so long to reply to this. Last 2 weeks have been hell, what with getting my new car repaired, finding something else wrong, getting it repaired agian, running here and there doing this and that.

So little sis is 5 now huh? Its wierd to think about, these little brothers and a sister that I’ve never met, going along with their lives. When I finally drag my ass over yonder to visit, I got a lot of birthday presents to bring :).

Speaking of visiting, I plan on coming by for at least a weekend some time soon, and then another week or so when I get the chance. I figure we’ve waited long enough, so as soon as I get a free week, I’ll let you know and we’ll see if we can work out some plans.

Oh, and those politicians you love to annoy and antagonize? Give ’em hell for me.

That’s pretty cool about the writing thing. I was always pretty good at it, and I guess you are two. Just another family connection I guess.

Garin’s going snowboarding now too? I really out to swing by soon then, so we can go together. I started when I was about his age, but I still suck. He’d probably waste me.

Oh, and no dresses for Tristan. Totally not manly. Blankets, cats, those are manly (I still have my blanky). Dresses are a NO. Get the kid a leather jacket or something.

The halloween party looks like it was a blast. Love the Leia costume. Starwars costumes are always wicked pissa.

There’s little chance of convincing me out of ROTC. My warped sense of nationalism really has me going for it. My train of thought goes like this. People want oil, and we’re gonna kill each other for it, no matter what I or anyone else does. Some country is gonna end up winning, and if any country wins, I’d rather it be mine than anyone elses. So as much of a tragedy that all the bloodshed is, I want them dead instead of us. How’s that for screwed up.

Also, I wanna blow stuff up. I wanna fight. I don’t know where it came from but I always got a big urge to do battle. Thing is, I know its not all glory and victory. I know I could easily be killed or maimed. It doesn’t really faze me though. I want battle, I want combat, and I want to fight.

Of course a lot can change in four years, so who knows? I might decide to ditch out on them, so we’ll see what happens.

As for college, I’m all set pretty much. I’ve applied to 2, got into two, and I’m sure as hell not going to the U of Vermont. Way to many dirty hippies. So I’m going to UMASS Lowell, north of the city. I got plenty of friends going, and it’s close to Boston, so I’m pretty stoked.

And what’s the deal with having some kid live in the attic? Jeez, you gotta tell me stuff.

So, what’s new with me?

the band has actually been getting stuff done, which is good for a change.

We’re adding a second guitarist for the band, and it’s really making it sound better. The weekend of the 24th we’re holing up in beck’s makeshift recording studio in his house, and gettin our album done in one
weekend of music, chaos, and takeout chinese food.

Then we’re gonna bust our asses playing as many shows as possible with as many bands as possible in as many different places as possible. We’re ready to break out of town.

Getting back to dirty hippies, me and a couple of my buddies are going to the Bonaroo Music festival in tennessee this summer. 4 days of music, camping, and vast amounts of weed. They got an awesome line up, with Radiohead, Beck, Buddy Guy, Damien Marley, Tom Petty, Elvis Costello, and a butload of other awesome bands. Its gonna be wicked sweet.

Oh, and I got and idear. I decided I’m gonna get a new battery for the busted digital camera and take mad pictures so you can get a better glimpse of my life. Just gotta get me a battery. Which is spensive. Oh well.

That about it, drop me a line.

Love,
Max

Holy moly..I could pee my pants!!
WOOPEE!!!!

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Musings of the Lame was started in 2005 primarily as a simple blog recording the feelings of a birthmother as she struggled to understand how the act of relinquishing her first newborn so to adoption in 1987 continued to be a major force in her life. Built from the knowledge gained in the adoption community, it records the search for her son and the adoption reunion as it happened. Since then, it has grown as an adoption forum encompassing the complexity of the adoption industry, the fight to free her sons adoption records and the need for Adoptee Rights, and a growing community of other birthmothers, adoptive parents and adopted persons who are able to see that so much what we want to believe about adoption is wrong.

12 Comments on "WOW!!OMG!! ACK!!"

  1. Oh my gosh, that’s WONDERFUL! I have to laugh at his letter, though–he’s all boy, that kid. I’ll be sitting here with bated breath for the follow-up to your first visit with him. Amazing!

  2. Claud!!!!!!! I’m sitting here shaking for you. CONGRATULATIONS!!!

  3. I love it how he’s a musician too. That’s so great that he’s going to visit. YAY!

  4. That is wonderful news! He sounds like an awesome kid. In the small world department, my sister-in-law (an adoptee) lives in Billerica.

  5. Yay Claud!
    I am so excited for you
    :0)

  6. OMG!!! Max is coming to visit? YAYYYYYYY!!!

    He sounds so comfortable with you -and excited about his sibling. And he’s talking about how you two are alike? That is terrific!

    And that no dresses bit – way cute!!!

    I am so thrilled for you Claud – how amazing! CONGRATS!

  7. Thank you, thank you all…
    It was a great way to spend the day. I am just soooo excited! I went to work and shared with just everyone and they were all also so happy and excited for us.
    I am on cloud nine!

    Funny thing..after work I met Rye at the local bar as the kids were at Grandma’s and I DID feel like celerating..so I get into a convesation with a co-worker of his..and she is the daughter of an adoptee. I swear I didn’t bring it up!!! It just finds me!!
    Like two hours later, she is telling me that I must be so happy, ( and I am!!) and I am lucky ( wich I KNOW I am!) ..but I have to very carefully tell her that IT DIDN”T NEED TO BE! And all this happiness and luck and joy , now does not take away the lost years..and I can never get them back.
    One more educated. And another natural mom whose granddaughter might have a bit more interest in her natural family.

  8. Oh the other HUGE thing!
    The last note I sent him..I sort of got into what I have been doing now..the adoption world..the conference, lobbying, blogs/writing//and he acknowledge the writig as a good similar thing..and that i should bother the politicians for him too.

    Being acknowledged and accepted for who you are in a relationship, and especially one plauged with pitfalls such as a reuinion, is something thst is good if worked both ways.

    I know I really like him. I think he likes who I am too.

    I feel so good!

  9. Claaaaaaaaaaud!!! Oh tears of joy, tears of great happiness fall in rainbows upon the expanse of time! The universe rejoices!

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  11. So, so, sooooo extremely happy for you!!!!!

  12. wow, i’m behind on reading my blogs! this is fantastic! i look forward to many, many photos of you all celebrating together 🙂

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