For those of you who don't know my history...
I have an older half sister (biological fathers side) with whom I lived with for my first 3 years of life and I never saw her again until I was 8 for a week...after that I have never heard from her or about her. I have spent the last 3-5 years on my own looking for her without any luck. I have no connection with my father or his side of the family and for the most part I want it to stay that way.
This past weekend I paid money to find out my older sisters address...I found her! I wrote to her leaving my phone number to have her call me. I woke up at 4 AM this morning to hear my phone beeping letting me know I had a voicemail...I knew it was her. Sure enough it was my older sister, Brooke. She is 23 years old, has a daughter (2years old), Isis and son (1years old), Mason. She lives in Illinois now. I spent all my freetime today talking to her and it was suprisingly easy for both of us to connect. She is exactly like me, it's scarey! Here's a couple of pictures of us from when I grew up with her as a toddler and the weekend I saw her when I was 8:
Anyway...It feels great to know that I still have an older sister especially now that I am older.