We have the same father, well had, because you know, he’s dead. I’m your long lost sister. I don’t know what kind of relationship you had with our dad being that my relationship with him was nonexistent. I tried to reach out to you about 8 years ago. Well, let’s go back.
How I Found Out
I went to Canada one summer. I was visiting my godmother. It just so happens that she knew our aunt Carole. It’s crazy because years ago I went on the same trip when I was a child and didn’t realize this woman was my father’s sister. We were sitting there at my godmother’s old restaurant and I just overheard the grownups talking about me. I didn’t really know what was going on, nor did I care because at the time, my wisdom teeth were growing in so I was in constant pain. So on the second trip I was about 18 or 19. I talked to my aunt Carole and she said I did , in fact, have a sister. She said you don’t speak to the family and she didn’t know why. I’m 26 now so I know all about family issues and distancing yourself away from them. I would have liked to hear your side to the story. Honestly, I would have liked to hear anything from you. After I had found out I was your sister I decided to try to get in contact any way I could.
A Message To Your Friend
I found you on Facebook and tried to request you and I sent you messages. I never got a response back. I tried finding some of your friends in hopes that they would get you to see my messages. I even wrote to one of them and I never heard back. Here is what I wrote verbatim:
As it turns out, 8 years later, it doesn’t matter if I never hear from you. Of all the things I read and heard about you, maybe it was for the best I never met my long lost sister.