I had a personally staggering, explosive weekend - in a good way. Wanted to share. Adoptees note.

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13. Shoot, that is SO true, Jackpine Radical! SO true. That sense of grounding.

I SO get that. I always felt so isolated. Like this little capsule in amidst a whole lot of other connectivity that didn't include me. I'd look at our two kids, who funny enough both share my semi-rare blood type, and I would get choked up over the thought that these are the ONLY two people on the face of the earth to whom I have a biological connection. Well, not anymore! When we hugged for the last time at the airport yesterday afternoon, sure enough, we got choked up AGAIN for about the 87th time that weekend, and I told them "it took 60 years to find you - well, technically 58 (got the results of the search two years ago)." And we laughed and kept crying. I wanna go back! I know we'll see more of each other 'cause I'm gonna make sure of it, even if it's only once or twice a year. Probably gonna be mostly me traveling back where they are because there are FIVE of them. Shit - I still can't believe that. FIVE of them. A lot easier for just me to come to them rather than all of them having to coordinate schedules and families and work and stuff to get the time off to come out here to SoCal to see me. Although I would certainly love that! None of them ever made a trip out to crazy California. They had questions about everything and I had answers about everything. I told my story about nine or ten times. We took all these photos.

And we discovered that "the eyes have it". We all have the same shape and setting and color of eyes. Brown and deep-set, and they turn slightly downward at both corners. Basically we have no upper eyelids. Well, actually we DO. But they're hard to see. The brow bone comes down too low to allow you to see any.