So the Twilight Zone just threw up all over my life. At least that is what it feels like. But in this situation, I'm cool with the turn of events.
When I was about twelve I think, my parents told me that I was not in fact, and only child.
Before my parents were together, my Dad was in a relationship with a woman, and she found out she was pregnant only after they split up. She was okay with it, carried on with her life, Dad told my Mom when they were engaged about the whole situation to be open and honest with her.
All he had was a baby picture of him with his name written on the back.
Last night, my Dad, after 23 years, got a hold of him. Before, he could never find him, never knew if his mother had remarried, no idea what so ever. But by whatever methods, last night, he ended up on the phone with him.
Shortly after they finished their phone conversation, he and I got on the phone.
So at 21, I finally talked to my brother (half brother, like the indication matters really).
In seconds he became real to me, not just a baby picture, a name, and a story.
He looks like my Dad, and me. Sounds like me, does a lot of the same little mannerisms Dad and I do.
We talked on the phone for two hours last night despite both of us having to be up early this morning.
I think he's great, and I am so in love with the fact that he's my brother.
It's so crazy, so awesome, so insane, I really just have no idea how to handle the whole situation.
Our conversation last night was great, and we're hoping to have many more. Maybe one day we can meet face to face, to look at each other and say "Hey I'm your family"
Funny thing was, just before this I was talking to my best friend in Florida, because he's been going through a lot lately, I've been trying to help him out in whatever way possible even though it is about his romantic life and I have a thing for him, he's my best friend, that comes first, I can't stand to see him in the knot some girl hel[ed him tie himself into.
I've been having problems of my own. He and I have been safety blanketing for each other the past few days, which is nice because we hadn't talked much since his trip up here.
Everything seemed like it was crashing down, and a lot of things in my life were rendering themselves pointless.
But once Mom told me what Dad was doing, and then I myself talked to this awesome guy, all of it seems trivial, and I'm over anything I was upset about. In one moment everything came crashing into place.
As soon as I heard the unsure "Hello?" of his voice, I suddenly knew exactly how i felt and how I would handle everything in my life that was unstable in that moment.
It's so odd, and so wonderful.
Poor kid...he has me as a little sis...lol
xoxoxoxoxo
When I was about twelve I think, my parents told me that I was not in fact, and only child.
Before my parents were together, my Dad was in a relationship with a woman, and she found out she was pregnant only after they split up. She was okay with it, carried on with her life, Dad told my Mom when they were engaged about the whole situation to be open and honest with her.
All he had was a baby picture of him with his name written on the back.
Last night, my Dad, after 23 years, got a hold of him. Before, he could never find him, never knew if his mother had remarried, no idea what so ever. But by whatever methods, last night, he ended up on the phone with him.
Shortly after they finished their phone conversation, he and I got on the phone.
So at 21, I finally talked to my brother (half brother, like the indication matters really).
In seconds he became real to me, not just a baby picture, a name, and a story.
He looks like my Dad, and me. Sounds like me, does a lot of the same little mannerisms Dad and I do.
We talked on the phone for two hours last night despite both of us having to be up early this morning.
I think he's great, and I am so in love with the fact that he's my brother.
It's so crazy, so awesome, so insane, I really just have no idea how to handle the whole situation.
Our conversation last night was great, and we're hoping to have many more. Maybe one day we can meet face to face, to look at each other and say "Hey I'm your family"
Funny thing was, just before this I was talking to my best friend in Florida, because he's been going through a lot lately, I've been trying to help him out in whatever way possible even though it is about his romantic life and I have a thing for him, he's my best friend, that comes first, I can't stand to see him in the knot some girl hel[ed him tie himself into.
I've been having problems of my own. He and I have been safety blanketing for each other the past few days, which is nice because we hadn't talked much since his trip up here.
Everything seemed like it was crashing down, and a lot of things in my life were rendering themselves pointless.
But once Mom told me what Dad was doing, and then I myself talked to this awesome guy, all of it seems trivial, and I'm over anything I was upset about. In one moment everything came crashing into place.
As soon as I heard the unsure "Hello?" of his voice, I suddenly knew exactly how i felt and how I would handle everything in my life that was unstable in that moment.
It's so odd, and so wonderful.
Poor kid...he has me as a little sis...lol
xoxoxoxoxo
xxx