Thursday, March 18, 2010

Long Lost Brother

I can't believe I forgot to post. I stayed up last night till 3:30 this morning, just reading and reading. I know I read at least sixty posts and it took me 7 hrs!

So...here we go...


First you must know that for a long time it was just me and Daddy. My birth mother had left us when I was 18 months old. We were still very close with her parents and with out them helping dad, we probably wouldn't have made it. I had issues, as I would think most kids who lost a parent (but didn't really loose a parent, they are floating out there in this world somewhere) would have.

I was the only child for the first 8 yrs of my life.

Daddy eventually got remarried and life went on. He and Mom (who was once referred to as the Evil One, is now the ONLY mother I have and love her very much) quickly went about giving me siblings, three of them in 4 yrs.

Life was crazy and I wasn't the best daughter, more like I was the Evil One and had no clue.

Daddy and I would escape to the local Jack-in-the-box or Whataburger for coffee in the evenings (probably about twice a week), just the two of us again. I loved these times.

Once on our nights out, we was walking to our destination and I vaguely remember daddy saying something about me having another brother. I was 14 and really wasn't paying much mind. Knowing me I was probably thinking on how I was going to make it over to my boyfriends house. I know..its sad..that I jumped into adulthood so fast.

This little bit of information daddy revealed to me, did stay in the back of my mind for many years, but yet..was sorta forgotten.

When I was 18, daddy sat me down at the kitchen table and presented me with a picture of a teenage boy. I remember looking at it and then looking up at my father and asking..My brother?
Daddy was surprised!
He asked..How did you know that?
I remember you talking about it a long time ago.

Daddy gave me all the info on getting in touch with him. I used it. It took me awhile though. Like..what do you really say to a person you have never met? At 18 I had no clue. Thank goodness for yall, I grew out of that! LOL!

I wrote and he wrote, back and forth for many years. We will now start calling him Brother D.

Brother D, once sent me a newspaper clipping of what had happened to him and why he was lost. Our birth mother "The Wicked Witch of the East" left him alone tied to his crib and Social Services found him, only after another person in the building called it in, out of concern. He was also 18 months old. I guess she has her age limit!
He was placed into foster care and was adopted out.

I finally got to meet Brother D in the flesh when I was truck driving all over America. We meet at Grampies (birth mothers family) camp on the lake along with other family members.


We had a really good time and (I believe) we did it again a little time later. We still wrote letters occasionally, but it just wasn't the same. He was already into technology and had a email address. I kept it, but of course I never had even sat down in front of a computer.

Two years ago (next month), I got my first computer. A hand me down from hubby's sister. I found him in Myspace and sent him a message saying...I FOUND YOU!!

I feel closer to him now, than I ever did. Love ya, Brother!

Hi, brother D, say something to the lovely peeps. He reads my posts, but never says anything! He's a stalker! LOL!!!

17 comments:

Kaylen said... [Reply to comment]

What a great story!!!

My dad actually mentioned once that he had a son in Europe during the war. It was a very fast relationship and he ended up leaving before anything really worked itself out. And I guess he never stayed in contact and nobody knows if we have a sibling out there or not. My dad does NOT talk about personal things, not to us, not to anyone, so it's still a mystery to this day!!! Very strange.

I'm glad you had a happier ending and HELLO Brother D! :)

Maureen@IslandRoar said... [Reply to comment]

Wow, what a story!
I'm so glad you've found him, over and then over again.

Lucy said... [Reply to comment]

Heather , you were so lucky to have your dad. No wonder you had issues. I truly want to know how ant mother can possibly do that to a child. No wonder you are such an honest upbeat person. You found your way in however and whatever worked.

Eric said... [Reply to comment]

That's cool. I hope it was the right long lost brother you found on Facebook. Either way, it's still a nice story.

Grace said... [Reply to comment]

We call my mother the wicked witch of the west because that's where she lives now - if she is still alive. Don't know.

Anyway, good for the both of you!

A Valdese Blogger said... [Reply to comment]

Great story!

mch3n said... [Reply to comment]

It's good to see a pic of him all I have seen before was him as a teen. Good to have a face to go with the name that I hear about all the time.

Love ya sis!!

Angelia Sims said... [Reply to comment]

That is soo cool!!! Awesome you reconnected. I always wondered if I had any lost siblings out there but I don't. There is rumor that my oldest brother and sister from another Dad does. He was married over 6 times (after my mom) and had an affair on my mom when they were married. But who knows?

What a precious Dad you had. I loved reading about those special nights with him.

Hi Brother D!!

SuziCate said... [Reply to comment]

Your dad sounds like a great man. So glad he took care of you. What an awesome ending that you found your brother!

rockygrace said... [Reply to comment]

How sweet!

Hi, Brother D!

Spot said... [Reply to comment]

I can't help thinking how lucky you are that evil woman left your life and that you had a father to bring you up. Poor brother D. I'm glad you guys found each other!!

My hubby's mother had a baby girl the year before he was born and gave her up for adoption (she was only 15). Everyone knows it happened but no one talks about it or attempts to find her. It makes me crazy. If she was my sister, I would have to look for her.

♥Spot

Tinkerschnitzel said... [Reply to comment]

Very cool story. My mom left my dad and took my brother and I with her when I was 3. (He was having an affair.) I haven't heard from or seen my dad since. I know he has had something like 6 boys with the woman he is with now. I don't even know if he knows he has 2 grandsons. Oh well. I feel my life is better off without him.

Mrsbear said... [Reply to comment]

I love this story. So glad you connected and reconnected. The internet is a wonderful thing. My own dad has been out of the picture for a long time, he has other children out there through various other relationships, but I haven't reached out to any of them, simply because I don't want that indirect connection to him. I guess we all have our baggage. Your story ends beautifully though.

Heather said... [Reply to comment]

Kaylen...It is such a shame that families have such secrets and it is really hard to get info out of stubborn men.

Maureen...Thanks, I am too!

Lucy...I never really understood how lucky I was till later on in my teens. I wasted soo much time mourning over a ficticious mother that my mind created. Some women can get pregnant, but have no right to be parents.

Eric...thanks! Yes it was the right brother! LOL!

Heather said... [Reply to comment]

Grace...Yeah I have know idea wether my Witch is still living either.

Valdese...Thanks!

Sister...I know, I am so sorry you haven't had the pleasure of getting to know him. Heck after all these years, I'm still getting to know him.

Angelia...For me it was a blessing to find my brother. I hope you can find out, if you want to. Yeah, daddy had his moments.

Heather said... [Reply to comment]

Suzicate...Thanks! Daddy is one of the best in the world, he could have easily given me to grandparents or something. It probably would have been easier for him, but I thank goodness he was better than that.

Rockygrace...Thanks!

Spot...Yes I must admit, I am grateful that she left. My life could have been so much worse, if she had decided to take me with her.

I would soo be looking for that sister!

Tink...Sometimes we are better off without them. I can't imagine what it is like to be without a father in my life, as most can't imagine life without their mothers.

Mrsbear...I got lucky. Brother D didn't have any kind of connection to her.

kathryn said... [Reply to comment]

Hello, Heather's Brother D!!! I'm sorry I'm so late at answering this post...it slipped thru my reader! I'm happy to meet you. Your sister's AWESOME.