Another e-mail message and a Facebook conversation sent to me on Thursday afternoon. Boy, they were persistent. I'll admit. I was a little hesitant. You just never know, right? It took me a little bit to let those messages sink in. After 45 minutes or so, I responded to the Facebook message. And spent the next two and a half hours chatting with her husband J. Still hesitant. Went to bed thinking about the situation. And praying. And telling God that I, without a doubt, needed confirmation that she was the she I was looking for.
Friday morning came. I awoke early after not sleeping much through the night. And opened my Facebook to find a message with a picture attached. When I saw that picture, my heart stopped for a moment and I was covered with chills on top of chills and my eyes filled with tears. You see, this picture that he sent was the hospital picture of my sister. It was the exact same picture that I held onto for years with the hope that I would find her. My sister. It wasn't a close picture. It was the EXACT same picture. Oh. My. Goodness. My baby sister just found me. After 34 years of wondering what she was like, she found me.
I called my mom and asked her to come to my house (at 7:00 a.m.). You see, I didn't call right away because what if this person wasn't who we were looking for? I didn't want to break mom's heart. Anyway, she came and I had her sit down. She thought she was in trouble. I told her that my sister found me. It took a minute for it to sink in. And then I showed her the pictures (my sister is beautiful, by the way). And then the tears started again, except double this time because mom was in on the crying.
After tears and more tears and then conversation with J, I talked to L on the phone. I'm absolutely amazed at how easy it was to talk to her. It was just like, I don't know, we were sisters. You see, I've always wanted a sister. :) And now I have one.
PS - stay tuned for more. You'll want to hear where it goes from here, I guarantee.