DNA
As you may of noticed, I have been kind of silent.
A major part of that is due to the surprise we had after Macie’s birthday party. I’m honestly not even sure if I mentioned it in my last post, but a man showed up on my door step claiming to be my younger brother. As I am sure you can imagine the shock I was feeling and of course the denial, I called my best friend Selena and her husband (@becoming-us) over so that my daughter and myself were not alone with him.
The resemblance, as my friend Mak (@oopsiemama) pointed out, is pretty close. However, I still was siding with caution. With my Father’s passing and my Mother giving me the silent treatment over the decisions I have recently made, I am left with my only other reliable source.. DNA Testing.
Well, that was a few weeks ago. I have had the results for the past two days and I have to say that I am kind of afraid of finding out the truth. Either he isn’t my brother and this person who obviously is searching for the family he never had with his own Mother - or he is my brother in which case, that means my Father cheated on my Mom and had a baby out of wedlock. A baby that he was apart of his life until he died.
My mind is literally blown. I’ve dived into my garden and filling shipment orders. Taking care of Macie and watching Harrison and Hazel for Meghan (@littlegingersnaps) all to avoid the inevitable truth. So.. here goes nothing.
The results.
Well.. it looks like I have a half brother.