I had a thought, about a week ago when mom was here last. I think I’m actually ready to look for my biological mother/parents. I mean, I’ve always wondered what she’s like, about how much of who I am is nature and how much is nurture, if you know what I mean.

It’s been weird for the last couple of years here, I’ve been asked several times if I have a sister. Every time I say something like “could be” and I get a funny look. But the last time someone asked me I thought ‘I wonder if she really is?’. I mean, it’s entirely possible that I could have a sibling as old as 23. Rather, a half-sibling.

hrm….