I don't know that it would change anything, yet it might be the greatest thing you've ever done. I still wonder about my biological parents, to be honest... knowing more about them (though I know a lot already) might fill in some holes for me. I don't know nor can I say I ever will, but I would be a liar to say I'm not at least curious. Realistically, I think the only thing that stops me is the fear of breaking Mom's heart.
I've always known I was adopted, before I even knew what it meant. For years, my attitude was, "You didn't want me... screw you." As I got older, I realized that 1970 was a much-different era and I know more about my biological mother's circumstances. I've often told people I'm luckier than they are, because I had four parents that wanted to do right by me. It was a pretty-dramatic shift in attitude, but after seeing friends whose home lives absolutely sucked with the parents that spawned them, it became pretty evident how lucky I've been in that department. Mom and Dad were the most wonderful parents a kid could've ever hoped to have.
