Any Adopted People Reunited with their Birth Family? - This is my Story

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Is anyone else out there adopted? Have you searched for your birth family? Have you even got to meet them? Would you want to? Why or why not? I was adopted at birth, close enough, and I had a great adoptive family but I always thought about it and always wondered, since I was little. I wondered who I looked like - my adoptive family were all maths and science types, whereas I write and draw and sing and act! From an early age I looked for my papers and info at home and found them at about 10 or 11yearsold, so from them I knew my original name and my parents names. Over the years, many times I would start the search, and often I would either come to a dead end or I would back off so as not to upset my adoptive mother. That went on all my life really, and at the age of 30 I got married and moved from England to America. Over the years I had put out messages on various websites, adoption sites, missing person sites, local papers etc. and had no response. Every so often I would go back and check, not really expecting anything. Then one night, I was online doing this at about 2am, and there was a message in reply - 'We have been looking for you for a long time, your two brothers and myself, your birth mother'. It gave the names, which I hadn't posted, just my name, because I needed to be able to check people were genuine.I sat and stared at the screen literally for about an hour, crying. I sent a message back and it went back and forth a few times while both sides asked questions to see we were who we saidwe were. To cut a long story short, it turned out my mother had me on her 21st birthday, so we have the same birthday. I had always remembered her on my birthday each year (I figured you had to remember giving birth even if she didn't think of me any other time!) and I and my best friend had been down to the beach in the town where I was born on my birthday and chucked flowers in the sea as a little act of remembering. So after we made contact, we finally met on that beach, on our birthdays. She'd bought me a ton of presents, like she had to make up for the ones she didn't get. I also met my brother, who has a son and daughter so I have a little niece and nephew. Not everyone has a good experience, and there have been hard times along the way, knowing how to relate to complete strangers who are close family, but it made sense of me - my brother is a film director, my dad is an artist, my Grandmother taught dance! My niece and nephew have accepted me as their Aunt. So for me, it was a pretty good experience, and I will be seeing them next week when I go to England! Does anyone else have experience or comments?