There's Nothing in My Head...

The past month my head has been awhirl with thoughts of meeting my sister. Now that we've met, my head just seems empty. I feel calm again... My thoughts aren't racing and scattering in all directions... But I can't seem to find any focus. This whole thing has taken up so much of my concentration, that now I am at a loss.

The weather is beautiful... The school year is moving along... Dance rehearsals are on track... There's nothing exciting or even intriguing with which to concern myself. I guess I no longer have any excuse for putting off my Italian studies.

So--Arrivederci--I'm off to study!

Remember the Sunshine?

I just found this photo on my computer...

Now I'm daydreaming about hot summer days.

I'm wondering if we'll ever see the sunshine again...

I Met My Sister...

For many of my friends, meeting with a sister isn't a big event. Things are a little different for me. When I say I met my sister, I don't mean,

Let's meet in Vegas. I'll book the room...

What I actually mean is something more along the lines of,

Hello. Glad to meet you...

I know some of you were confused by this post, and then this and this did nothing to enlighten anybody. And then there was this (notably, numbers 15 & 25). And even this from yesterday left some people wondering... And now that you know I've just met my sister for the first time, maybe it all makes a little more sense.

The background of my story isn't really so unusual. I was adopted as a baby. I always knew about my adoption, and it never bothered me. I grew up in a happy and healthy family. I never felt disconnected, nor did I feel like I was missing something.

At one point, I needed some family medical history. I contacted some of the names from my legal file, but I never really got anywhere. I posted to a reunion website--I didn't want a reunion, I just wanted the info... Anyway, I forgot about that web posting and 13 years went by...

Two years ago, a brother googled himself and my web posting came up. Talk about a shocking revelation--he'd never heard anything about me. We made contact, but his sister didn't believe his story. A few months ago, this brother put my photo on his Facebook page. That was the beginning of a lot of chaos. I would seem that my looks were startling, to say the least... After considering the situation, this sister decided to contact me.

Anyway, after many long phone conversations, along with prolific emailings and copious text messages, we decided to meet. And the past three days have been exciting and fun and amusing and enlightening and... I've struggled to put a title on our budding relationship. I know what it's like to have a friend. I even know what it's like to have a brother. But I've never had a sister... until now... because that's how I feel about her.

Sometimes Life is Crazy

Sometimes life gets crazy. Other times, life gets really crazy.

There are varying types of craziness in life, just as there are varying degrees of crazy. I've experienced crazy in the forms of hectic schedules, demanding responsibilities, stressful situations, and eventful happenings. And that was just this week! The sad part is, I'm sure my life is going to continue down this winding path of weird and wild events.

The one type of crazy that is always most unsettling to me is the crazy resulting from an unanticipated event. That type of crazy is challenging because I always dread the thought of being caught completely unprepared.

I've just experienced three days of crazy--no matter how you define it... At times like these, I would typically long for the return of normalcy. Today, however, I sit here in a state of exhaustion--both physical and mental, but I am satisfied. Despite this sense of being completely spent, I know I have no desire to have things fully return to their previous state.

I encountered a moment of truth (or rather, many moments of truth) in the past few days. I discovered secrets and stories. I uncovered questions without answers. But more importantly, I've found friendship and connections where I never dreamed I would. The conversations of the past few days have been enlightening and emotional, but fulfilling in many ways. And at the end of the day, I'm thrilled to have had this unanticipated crazy fall into my life. And weirdly enough, I find that I am more prepared than I thought I would be.

I think I might be one of those people for whom Life is destined to be a crazy ride. I guess I'll just have to learn to enjoy the scenery.