I find this story rather pleasing and a bit gut wrenching in a joyful kind of way. Especially so close to Christmas.

It's about finding your birth parent, where a young mother had to give up her baby for adoption at a very early age and then they find each other years on down the road. What is odd about this mother and her son, is that they knew each other. They lived in the same town and they actually worked for the same department store.
It has a happy ending. His brother (also adopted) was able to find his birth mother as well.

>“We met at a neutral place,” Tallady said. “I walked in; I saw him sitting there. He got out of his seat, and we just hugged and hugged and hugged and cried and cried. It was very emotional, very emotional.”

Story <here.>