Nope. Not preggers.
Uh uh. Not moving. Are you kidding me? You will have to pick me up and carry me. I have yet to sit down and count the number of times I've loaded up a U-Haul.
No. Sadly I'm not about to tell you that the sweet girl we fought so hard to save, is coming home to us. But don't stop praying for that one.
And no, we didn't win the lottery. We don't even play-what a waste of money. Please don't tell me you play.
Get to the point you say? I know, Phil hates it when I do this. I usually start telling the story from the end and work backwards. In this case that wouldn't be any fun! Oh you still love my stories...
So I get this friend request on Facebook. The dude shares my last name...Huh. I look at his cover page and I instantly see my late Uncle in him! So I start texting my Mom (cause she's cool like that) asking if she knows who he may be. She begins to think of different possibilities. She has an idea of who it could be! Cool, another cousin. I can always use another cousin!
I shoot him a message.
"Well, I don't know who you are but you sure look just like my Uncle and my Dad!"
Then he says,
"BUDDY? My Mom told me all about him."
WAIT FOR IT. WAIT FOR IT.
"His name is on my birth certificate!"
Complete shock. Phil picks my chin off the ground. I have a brother? I need more facts. (Besides the fact that he looks just like my Dad and all my Uncle's combined.)
I verify these facts by mentioning to my Mother that this dude is claiming to be my bro, and she suddenly remembers a conversation that took place over 30 years ago with my Dad about one of his ex-wives and how they had a son. Uh, Mom, these are stories we're supposed to remember for your future children. To my Mom's defense, she had no plans on marrying my Dad at the time and didn't think much of it. (Oh, Mom.)
So my broski, (can I tell you how much I've always wanted a brother?!) gives me his number and we chat for hours! Exchanging pictures, similarities, videos of our Dad and sometimes sitting in silence in total shock! He found me because our Dad passed away almost 5 years ago and he was able to find his obituary that listed my sister and I as his children. And then there's Facebook!
That's my Dad.
SO it's for real. I have a brother! And he has a wife of 17 years and 3 beautiful children. (Not really children though!) This picture is a few years old I think, but it's the only one of all of them together.
I know Dad would have been so proud of him. But I am grateful that one day we will be in Heaven together! As for now, I will enjoy having a brother. What a blessing that he found me. He even laughs like my Dad.
Oh how my life makes me giggle. Never a dull moment!