Today I finally finished all the paperwork I had to turn in for school. Plus, something surprising happened. My dad's aunt called to get in contact with him. It incredible because she's the last one left out of all my grandfather's family. She's my grandfather's baby sister. It's crazy because that would be the first time and only possibility of having a glimpse of the older generation on my father's family. I never got to meet my grandparent because they were dead way before I was ever even thought of.
What's even more crazy is that I supposedly have met her before. My dad told me he took me to his family when I was about 8 years old, but I do not remember a thing. Nothing. It's as if something happened in my life and I wasn't there. It kinda really bothers me that I cannot remember.
I told my dad I wanted to meet her, this time with me being actually present, but he's going over to her house until Monday. I won't be there, but I hope I can meet her soon. And her son and daughter...maybe even her grandchildren! Crazy how families grow and grow and one kinda looses touch and contact with them. It really goes to show that we all are brothers and sisters, we're all family no matter what.
