Last week was an amazing week, why? you ask.. I'll tell you why,
I found my Dad!
I know! bloody amazing right? I've spent my life knowing my Dad's name but not kowing him and not seeing him since I was a tot. Mostly I got on with life, occasionally wondering what he was like, what he was doing. Sometimes I wanted to find him, sometimes I wasn't bothered. Maybe that sounds harsh but it really depended on how I was feeling at any given time!
A year ago, I met the guy (Potential Dad, aka PD!) for the first time that I can remember. I also met his children. Big stuff! So since last year, we've been in touch, we've started to build relationships but I still never knew for sure. I could see resemblances, as could others, but was it because we were looking for them? My potential brother and sisters could see similarities between us all too but nothing was definite.
I decided that I would never settle unless I had a tick in the box in my head and in true talk show style, I bought a DNA test. It's quite odd really, we visited the new family and sat casually chatting whilst we swabbed our cheeks!
Isn't it bizarre that you can order a test online, swab your cheeks, post the samples and receive your results by email a few days later! Bizarre and incredible! We get on well so we all vowed to stay in touch if the result was negative, all the while hoping it would be positive!
Three days I spent refreshing my emails! One of the days, I stupidly checked my emails whilst walking home and saw one from the lab. Ignoring my own rule of only opening the email at home (Who knows what my reaction would be! It was quite possible I'd either cry or jig in the street!)
I opened it and frantically scoured the content whilst stood in the middle of the pavement. It turned out it was just an acknowledgement of receiving the samples! Luckily the email also specified a time and date, which meant I could ease off refreshing my inbox every five minutes! (Okay maybe I still did it!) The next day at lunchtime, my phone rings and it's PD (Potential Dad)
I answer nervously and excitedly,
"Have you seen it?!" He asks frantically
"No, tell me tell me!" I say as giddy as a kipper (how giddy is an actual kipper?!)
"I'm your Dad!" He declares. I can tell he's smiling.
Squeals, laughs and cheers fill the room, from him, me and my family who are sat with me.
It's a strange and great feeling discovering you're definitely from someone, part of someone and part of a whole new family!
Amongst the phone calls of excitement, it was arranged that my Dad, brother and neice would visit the following day. We had a scorcher of a day, a picnic by the lake and the champagne that had spent three years waiting for a worthy occasion, finally got cracked open! We toasted family and had a special day together.
So there you have it, I definitely have a Dad, a new brother, two new sisters and that's not accounting for anyone else in the new family!
I'm looking forward to a future of learning about eachother, building relationships and making memories. Now, if you're wondering why I would share all of this with you, if you're thinking this is a private thing. I can assure you that this is actually an amazing thing, and if I could climb onto the roof I would indeed shout it from the roof top!
Let me tell you, it's not just a cliche, life really is short, so do what you need to do ☺
Simply Sarah X
Enjoy the simple things whilst on holiday? Yes please! (the world is to be explored!)
I've just spent a week in Majorca thoroughly absorbing the simple stuff with the two littlies and it got me thinking about when I was little. (Not that long ago thank you!) Pre-mobile phones, pre-tablets (don't say anything!) just us kids using our imagination and enjoying life.
I used to spend hours outside making daisy chains for anyone who was willing (forced) to wear them! I'd play cops and robbers with my brothers, which more than often involved me being handcuffed to a fence, probably so they could get some peace! (I may have been a bossy chatterbox) It was only in adulthood that my brothers told me those plastic handcuffs had been escapable by some sort of catch, how had I missed that?! Anyway, 'knocking on' for friends meant a whole day of rounders, cricket, hide & seek and anything else we could fit in before being called in for tea!
Spending last week with two liitle ones meant that I had every reason to paddle with fish, jump waves and search for crabs. Good times. Let's be honest who doesn't want to build sand castles, decorate them with treasured sea shells and fill the moat with sea water?! Come on, I know you're with me!
Every evening, we chatted about our day over dinner, the kidders met new friends and played with eachother in the pool (Jeez that water was cold! Especially when being the water gun target!) and we wandered by the sea swinging our chained hands just because we wanted to.
So right there, last week, is why it's important to simply cherish those things. Those simple, and sometimes ignored things that are in fact special moments, memories being made.
Simply Sarah x
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