As of March 29, 2015, I have been playing World of Warcraft for ten years. I wanted to make a video to celebrate those ten years back in March, but other things were taking priority. I am happy to finally have had the chance to finish this video after working on it for nearly seven months.
Monday morning I woke up and felt this rock in my gut knowing it would be my last full day with my family. We more or less relaxed for most of the day, enjoying some baseball games, most especially the Royals game, and just being together. We cheered on the Royals as they came from behind to win game 4 of the ALCS. Later Monday night we all went out to Jack Stack Barbecue and we all enjoyed a wonderful dinner together. We went back to my Mom’s place and relaxed again and watched the Cubs game together. Then the moment came to say our goodbyes.
I hugged my Mom and tears welled up in my eyes, I wish could have stayed another week – but ultimately I would have had to say goodbye either way. I couldn’t help but cry as I hugged my sister Lisa and said farewell to my brother-in-law.
My sister Kim drove me to my hotel and I walked into my room, dropped everything and just cried my eyes out. I don’t know why, but I was really emotional about leaving my Mom and my sisters. I began packing up so I could walk out the door in the morning. I didn’t sleep hardly at all that night – I kept waking up. I eventually got up around 6:30am and started prepping for my trip home to Virginia.
Around 7:30am my sister Kim picked me up at the front door of the hotel and off we went to the airport. When we arrived and I hugged her goodbye, again I cried. I was just so sad at having to leave.
At 10:10 AM I boarded my plane and looked out the window to take one last look at my home away from home. The place where I had been born. We took off and two hours later I was back in Virginia, still carrying a profound sense of sorrow. When I finally made it back to my apartment – I just crawled into bed and took a three hour nap.
While I am sad about leaving these people I have come to love with all my heart, man I had an amazing trip and all the times we had were a BLAST! Even better, I lost ten pounds while I was there. So that’s a bonus! I have tons of photos and all of the memories to cherish. Not only that I know my Mom and my sisters are just a text or phone call away.
God willing, next year I will see them again and we will build some more awesome memories.
Yesterday we went for a short walk around a nearby mall, it was a pretty relaxing day. I, however, was not feeling too well. I was feeling achey, very fatigued and was getting some very nasty stuff out of my sinuses. So I was trying my best to get rest and not rain on the family’s parade. Later in the evening we prepared for the big event, our family reunion at a nearby steak house. I was still not feeling 100% so I decided to abstain from eating since my stomach wasn’t feeling well. But it didn’t prevent me from meeting everyone and talking up a storm with them. All in all, I started feeling better and it was a good evening. I got back to my hotel room, took some medication, climbed in bed and just died. I was exhausted!
Here’s our family photo from last night…
Today, day 5, we all got up super early and made our way to the mecca of Chiefs Kingdom, Arrowhead Stadium! We got there a little after 8am and began setting up all the tailgating gear. We had barbecue pork, smoked chicken, hamburgers, bloody mary’s and a lot of beer. I abstained from drinking, since me and alcohol don’t mix. Around 10am my sisters and I made our way to the stadium to go see the players hit the field for warm-ups. It was pretty amazing. We then went to our seats and proceeded to get ready for the game. The game started and the stadium was PACKED! Unfortunately some of the fans were Chicago Bears fans…booooo! I really enjoyed the experience, this being my first NFL game…ever! While our Chiefs didn’t win, I had a great time and ended up getting a wonderful sunburn (which doesn’t hurt much). After the game we went to a smokehouse restaurant which serves Kansas City Barbecue. I enjoyed a tasty sandwich with sweet potato fries and beans. I was exhausted after a full day of fun. The Rohovit clan said their farewells, I hugged the members of our clan who are leaving today/tomorrow, then hopped in the car with my sisters, brother in-law and my mom and headed back to my hotel. After they dropped me off, I got to my room, took off my coveted Chiefs shirt and climbed in bed and slept for almost three hours.
It’s been a great trip and thinking about Tuesday, the day I leave, makes me very sad. I hope to spend a lot more time with my Mom and sisters tomorrow, my last full day in Missouri.
Here’s some photos from today (day 5)…
Yesterday was yet another amazing day with my family. We had lunch together at my Mom’s house and then shortly afterward left for Arrowhead Stadium where we went on a 90 minute tour of the stadium. It was an incredible experience walking around the stadium that my Dad had been to many times, and the place where all the energy and spirit of the Chiefs Kingdom is concentrated. We had a short video introduction and then went to some of the suites and then down near the ground level, saw the locker room and then walked out along the sidelines on the field. It was the first time I had ever been on an NFL team’s football field, it was awesome. Then we went up to the penthouse which afforded us an amazing view of the surrounding land and the Kansas City skyline.
After the tour we went back to the house and I just relaxed and watched the Royals game while my two sisters took food over to my younger sister Kim’s house for the party later that night. Several friends of my sisters came over and we enjoyed some awesome Chicago meats and cheeses along with fruit, veggies, cookies and a lot of other tasty stuff. Around 10:30pm I started to fade out, all that walking caught up with me and I was ready to crash. But it was a great day!
Earlier in the evening, while my Mom was washing her hair and getting ready for the party. I walked downstairs to the basement, and walked into the bathroom where my Dad died. I sat down on the bench there and started talking to him. I said, “Dad, I have come home. I know you are here and I know you are happy that your son, who was lost, is found. I want you to know I have no ill feelings about being put up for adoption, I want you to know that I am going to be here for Mom, Lisa and Kim, because you can’t be here for them. I love you Dad and I wish we could have met, but I know in my heart you are always with me, and you are a part of me.” I then said a prayer, got up, took one last look at the place where he died and then walked out. I felt I needed to be there, to say those things. I know he heard me.
Some photos from Day 3…
Yesterday was another awesome day with my family.
Went out with my brother-in-law, Steve, to get his car washed, and while we were out together I asked him what my Dad was like (my biological father passed away two years ago). He told me he was always smiling, always laid back and rarely raised his voice. He was liked by many people, he was a likable guy who always had a smile on his face, loved life to the fullest. Steve told me that the entire basement was finished by him and that he would want me to see it. So when we got back to Mom’s place, I went down there with Steve and we walked around. It was amazing, yet also surreal. Then I walked into the bathroom where my Dad died of an aneurism. Steve walked out of the room but I stood there for a moment because I felt something and suddenly I just started to cry. I felt my Dad was there and I felt some sense of pride in me. That he was incredibly happy that I found my Mom and sisters and that I would be there for them since he couldn’t be. I just walked out and decided to go back upstairs, fighting back tears. It was a very special feeling to have sensed his presence in that bathroom, in that room he worked so hard to make his own.
Then we went out to the Country Club Plaza, walked around and saw the blue fountains (for the Royals who are the A.L. Central Division champs). 90% of the people we saw were wearing Royals shirts – it was amazing! We ate at an awesome little restaurant called Classic Cup, where we enjoyed lunch outside. It was a beautiful day. When we returned to my Mom’s place, I sent a message to my Mom which I had written several days ago before I left Virginia, and asked her to read it aloud so everyone could hear it. Here is that message, which conveys how I feel about all that has happened:
Mom, for many months since we found one another, I have been thinking and pondering about the immensity of this awesome event. There were many times through my life when I stopped and thought about who my birth mother could be, what did she look like, what was her name, what was the full story about why she gave me up? When we first met, Kim asked me if I felt hurt or generally bad about being put up for adoption. I told her no, and I meant that from my heart. Because I was raised by two incredible, loving, nurturing parents. They went the extra mile for me, they sacrificed a lot for me. They nurtured every interest I had and taught me all I needed to succeed in life. So the fact that my birth mother put me up for adoption never brought up any bad feelings. Never. The only feelings that came from it were curiosity. I have to be completely honest when I say this: when I closed my eyes as a child and thought about what you might look like, I saw a woman with a lot of brown hair, put up in a beehive like hairstyle. Her eyes must have been blue because mine were blue. The last time I thought of you and wondered was in 2014. I wondered if you were still living. I didn’t even fathom the possibility of having siblings. I figured I was your first child. Boy was I surprised to find out that not only was I not the first child, but I was the middle child. No wonder I have always had the urge to stir up trouble.I give glory and praise to my Father in Heaven for bringing you out of the shadows and into the light. After losing nearly all of my family, my father to cancer, my sister to a drunk driver, and while she survived a massive stroke, I also lost my mother. I felt like I was the lone survivor and I would never have a family and never have my sister to confide in again. Well now I have a family again, and oh my goodness not one but two sisters I can talk to, well one sister I can talk to and another I can text to (love you Kim).Nature abhors a vacuum. And there has been a void left behind after the passing of my biological father two years ago. It is my hope that I can help fill in some of that void, and help you to heal as much as you are helping me to heal. That’s what family is all about.So Mom I wanted to read all of this to you to let you know that your son has come home and I am so thankful and blessed to have you, Lisa and Kim in my life. You were spared having to raise me (and believe me, that’s a good thing), but now you can reap the benefits of all the work and love my parents put into me, to make me the man I am today.My last name may be different, but in my DNA, in the blood that runs through my veins, in all that I am – I am a Rohovit!I love you, Lisa and Kim very much.
Yesterday I flew to Kansas City, MO to meet someone I hadn’t been with in over 50 years. Back when I was born I was put up for adoption because my biological parents were having a lot of problems with their marriage. They thought it was over. So rather than my mother having to raise two young kids alone, it was decided to put me up for adoption. Later they patched things up and went on to be married for 50 years. Last May they found me through a DNA test I had done two years ago in an effort to discover my medical risks (since I didn’t know anything about my family’s medical history).
So yesterday my biological mother and two sisters met me for the first time. It was an awesome awesome day and I love these people as much as if I have been with them my entire life. I just feel this inner feeling that tells me, “These are your family members, they have the same DNA, the same blood runs through their veins as does yours.” So I wasn’t anxious or nervous about meeting them, I was incredibly overjoyed.
So about 15 minutes after I arrived at my hotel here in Lees Summit, MO, my mother and younger sister arrived and we hugged for what seemed an eternity. Mother and son were once again together. Later in the day my older sister, and her husband, arrived after a 7+ hour drive from Chicago and once again we hugged for a while. Everything felt just incredible, I felt like I had come home.
We went out for dinner, we had a good time. We watched some baseball together before I was feeling exhausted since I had been awake since 5am yesterday. So day 1 in Missouri was awesome and I know the days left in this visit will be equally so.
Some photos from Day 1: