Every day brings something different to our lives. Yesterday brought my siblings to my house. Okay I know for the majority this is not a big thing, but in my world this is. I was adopted when I was three and until I was 17 I thought there was no one in the world that I was biologically related to other than an unknown mother and father. I found out at that age I had two older brothers. I never thought of seeking them out because one had been kept by my mother and the other adopted by an Air Force family. I suppose at that age part of me just didn't want to know the whole story behind my adoption.
There are five of us. Tim, the eldest, followed by Bill, myself, Nonnie and Bobby. Through no fault of our own but more through what our mother thought about herself, her husbands, her children and her own life we were destined to grow up apart. What our mother never realized was something beyond her control would someday bring her children back together.
There are five of us. Tim, the eldest, followed by Bill, myself, Nonnie and Bobby. Through no fault of our own but more through what our mother thought about herself, her husbands, her children and her own life we were destined to grow up apart. What our mother never realized was something beyond her control would someday bring her children back together.
