My sisters completed our family

This will probably end up long, and seeing as I don't have permission to post pictures, the wont be any for now. 

Sorry. 

As a little girl I dreamed of having sisters to run and play with. To hang out with as all the other people I had been friend with did. I knew they were out there, somewhere in the world and I hoped they were dreaming of me too. Well, if they even knew about me.

Almost two years ago I found my little sister. I was delighted that she was now a part of my life, but she seemed at first to only be interested in my mom. I was jealous beyond belief. For one, she was my mom and here she was, bonding with some other child. And then I was jealous of my mom. I had spent all these years wanting to know my sister. Writing letters she never read, pictures of her, horribly outdated hanging on my walls. And all she could think about was my mom. I wished she had wanted to know me like I wanted to know her. My first memory as a child was of breaking her out of her crib after all.

Finally she started talking to me and we got to know each other. She came down to visit and I cried when she went home. I was going to miss MY Baby, that was what I had been calling her since she was born after all. She came out again for my wedding and I was so glad.

The same day I called her I also called my dad. He called back the next day and it was the most amazing life changing experience. He was wonderful and three weeks after calling him, he came to see me. Best week I had had that year. I love that man as fiercely as if he had always been around, maybe more so because I had gone so long without him. 

I still felt incomplete somehow.

There was another sister out there that I wanted to know. Mom had given her up for adoption and I had hoped one day she’d come find us.

A few months ago she did.

When mom told me she had found her, I cried. I couldn’t believe that she had finally decided to track our family down. I waited patiently (or not so) for her to send me a message, I didn’t want to push.

She sent me a message and it was like talking to myself, she was so easy to talk to it was like talking to myself. We talked about our lives, and family, interests and hobbies, we had so much in common. There are little differences that remind me of our mom. She looks more like her then C and I.

Last weekend M and her boyfriend J came down finally to meet us and I can’t tell you how fantastic it was. We did some of the awesome tourist stuff that San Diego is famous for and then we hung out and had dinner at my place. There were supposed to be movies involved, but we were to busy talking and having fun to care.

Meeting her was such a wonderful experience, I feel whole. Our family is finally complete.

Here’s to many fantastic years with a great family. Living, laughing, loving.