Friday, I got, out of the blue, a Facebook message from one of them. She hadn't known about the 'other' folder on Facebook and so, completely missed my message from 4 years ago. Through her, I 'met' another cousin. We've been exchanging a touch of information the entire weekend and Sat, she sent me certain photos. Photos that I literally sat and cried over.
I finally got to 'meet' my dad's birth dad, my paternal grandfather. And the first thing I saw *was* not only my dad, but my brother in him. Very clearly, very distinctly. Even Mark was rather shocked at the resemblance. My dad is most definitely his child. We are most definitely descended from him. It's uncanny.
The neat thing is, they want to meet my dad and us. So, hopefully, the next time we're home for vacation, we can arrange a family reunion 70+ years in the making.
Meanwhile, I've been working hard trying to get caught up on my mental list of things I want finished by Mysticon
. To that end, I've finished 5 steampunk/clockwork necklaces, several steampunk/clockwork charm style bracelets and chainmaille bracelets and 4 beaded steampunk/clockwork brooches-
One of two, the other is copper based.
That is by no means all of the pieces that have been finished, but the majority at least. I plan to bead at least 5 more brooches, them try to finish at least one clockwork style embroidered silk scarf and have another in progress to work on at the Con.
In other news, my Hellebores, aka Lenten Rose is blooming and man is it beautiful.
And now, I have a Diva Kitty that demands attention.
A few years ago, through a distant cousin, I learned that an uncle who may have known my dad's birth father had died. At the time, I took a chance and looked his kids up on Facebook, then sent a couple of them (there are 6) a message of condolance, explaining who I was and saying I was sorry to have never gotten the chance to meet the uncle.