I'm sorry to have kept you all in suspense about Saturday!

I got my wish and was able to accompany my sister in meeting her birth mother on Saturday. Yup, that's what I was hinting around about and those of you that take note of the categories I select for my entries probably caught on. I want my sister to share the details about the day when she can find time, because this is her story to tell- not mine.

BJ went to visit the person who bugs the living daylights out of me, and he said that the visit was actually kind of fun. This news confirms something I've suspected for a long time. She acts up around ME. Well, and all other women that BJ has ever introduced to her. I'll get into that at some other time.

My sister's sweetheart's (Sam) family is still in a family crisis (please send good thoughts his way), but he felt good enough about the situation to be able to break free for a while to meet my sister's birth mother yesterday.

Everything turned out just as it was meant to be. I'm sure of it. Well, mostly everything...

I seem to have gotten very clumsy and not managing spacial relations very well; making me run into walls and furniture. While chauffeuring some of the tourist rounds on Saturday I:

Almost hit a pedestrian


Ran a red light


Got lost at least 10 times (OK, this is not unusual for me. I forgot to bring my navigator with me)


Added a new 3 foot long scrape to the side of my car

I scraped a pole because I turned WAY too sharply. The sound was absolutely horrifying and sounded as if I'd find the side of my car peeled off like a sardine lid. Thankfully, it was just a really REALLY long scrape.

I'm sure my sister's birth mother thinks I'm the worst driver in the world. Really, I'm considered a good driver and am usually the one that carts my friends around. I've never EVER been in an accident that was my fault except this.

Saturday was a good day and I hope my sis finds time to write about it here.

I will forever be grateful to my sister's birth mother, because I cannot imagine my life without my sister. My life would have turned out negatively different if my sister wasn't in it. If one believes in soul mates, then there is no denying that my sister is mine.

I've learned time and time again to trust the timing and circumstances placed before me. Trite as it may sound, I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason. I'm glad that I'm one of the lucky ones who quickly understands the reason behind what seems to be the most negative of things and certainly the positive.

Saturday was most certainly a positive journey in the path of my life.