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HELP DAVID FIND HIS REAL FAMILY SUPPORT HIS JOURNEY HOME

David Stafford Start Date: Jun 23, 2025 - End Date: Dec 22, 2025
  • Dayton, OH, United States of America
  • Thailand

My Travel Story

by: David Stafford Start Date: Jun 23, 2025 - End Date: Dec 22, 2025





Dear Stranger,




I was adopted when I was just 6 months old — too young to remember the face of the woman who gave birth to me. I was raised by people who gave me love and a name, and now… they’re both gone. My adoptive parents, the only family I ever knew, are dead. And I have no one left. No mother. No father. No siblings. No one who shares my blood.




Sometimes I wonder: if I disappeared tomorrow, would anyone even know I was here?




I’ve lived my whole life not knowing who I am, where I came from, or why I was left behind. And I’ve carried that emptiness quietly — because what do you say when you feel like a ghost in your own life?




But I can’t carry it anymore. I’m trying to make it to Dayton, Ohio, where my birth records are kept. It’s the only thread I have — the only place I might find the truth about where I come from. I want to look at that paper and see a name I’ve never said out loud. I want to know who brought me into this world… and why they let me go.




And maybe… if I’m lucky… I’ll find someone who shares my blood. Someone who looks like me. Someone who can say, “I remember,” or “You’re not alone.”




That’s all I want. Before I leave this world, I want to belong to someone.




I don’t have the money to make this trip. I live with very little. But I’m asking — begging — for your help. If you can give anything, even a few dollars toward a bus ticket, gas, or food along the way, you’re not just helping me travel — you’re helping me search for my identity, my family, my last chance at peace.




This is not a vacation. This is a final prayer whispered by someone who’s tired of being invisible.




If you’ve ever lost someone… if you’ve ever felt forgotten… if you’ve ever wanted to be held and told, “You matter” — then you understand. I don’t want pity. I want a beginning. Or closure. Or maybe just to not die wondering who I was supposed to be.




Please. Help me get to Dayton. Help me find a piece of myself before I go.




With love,

David




  • Dayton, OH, United States of America
  • Thailand
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