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It was just confirmed last night that I have a Son and 2 Grandsons I never knew about.

First of all I am adopted and have since found both my birth Mother's side of the family as well as my birth Father's side.

It started when my half Brother Keith (Father's side) called me and told me according to Ancestry.com I have a very close relative who thinks he is my Grandson. I looked at my DNA relatives and saw where in DNA strength the Grandson's strength falls between 4 of my half siblings and 2 of my half Nieces and 1 half Nephew.

I called the Grandson last evening and asked him to look at his DNA relatives and see if he not only sees Keith, but also sees Bruce, Lisa, and Karen, all on my birth Mother's side. He said yes. They all are 2 generations away from him. His Father was also adopted and I spoke to him (my Son) Sunday.

I have never been married and until now have never had any known children.

Ain't life grand ?!?!

My Dad was a proud man all his life. As a Father he was a hypocrite who taught us do as he said not as he did. No one is perfect. He loved the family and we are a large loving happy family.

Last year after a few accidents I bought Dad a box of Adult pull ups. It is probably the only time ever in my life that Mom got mad at me and rolled her eyes into the back of her head because I insulted Dad's dignity by buying pull ups. I told Mom I would give them away but at least take 3 in case Dad get's sick in which case, he loses control.

Two months later Mom called and asked me to order more, they prevented the mess from accidents. Still he did not lose his dignity in full. Now after being in this rehab facility for five months, he has virtually no dignity left. He has been in Adult diapers (I didn't even know they made them) and has no problem with anyone seeing him in them. The disease strips one completely of their dignity.

In my mind, I've already lost Dad. He may recognize me when I enter but forgets I was there ten minutes later. Soon he won't even know me. The worst part is that he sleeps 22 hours out of a 24 hr. day. That is no life, none, nadda, asta la bye bye. If he would have known this was his destiny he would have taken himself out last year. If death with dignity were offered here, one bro and myself would vote for him to take it, however the rest of the family would consider that blasphemy. They want him alive whether he is gone in his mind or not. When Dad was young he was the same, his Dad was in a dead coma with a strong heart and my Dad kept pounding him to keep that heart beating for as long as he could because he couldn't let go.

He has good insurance so the doctors will keep him alive most likely for years to come. Maybe it would be a good thing if he didn't have insurance. I would never dream of letting one of my dogs suffer, as much as it kills me, and it does, I put them down when they are stripped of a quality life.

Seems everything in life has trade offs so one just has to take the bad with the good. Luckily I've been told many times throughout life that I can find good in any bad situation. I like that compliment.

I know how lucky I am to still have both parents, especially for putting up with all the challenges us kids put them through. I'm also learning that trying to help them in their aged years is an honor and a chore.

Minor example; I love to cook, however I'm finding it is difficult to cook fairly bland and to make enough so there isn't any leftovers as they don't do leftovers. They have always had them but all us kids would go by and grab those leftovers throught the years, we loved them. I don't want left overs of bland food so I'm trying to cook differently than I'm used too. Challenge and figuring out what to fix is another challenge.

Today I'm going to make mango/strawberry smoothies for their lunch because having mango and strawberries in the freezer. I need to work on the foods from two households as Mom must have been grocery shopping before the accident and both our households were full. So have to plan meals around what is going to go bad first. Challenge.

Seeing Mom getting better, she now has the strength to walk on her own, just slowly. Blessing. Bone doctor put her shoulder in a different sling and gave her some therapy exercises as it is now frozen. Pain & Agony.

Repair man is on his way to fix heat/ac unit. Life is good. I love my home and being in it, near to the folks. I spent much of my life on the other side of the country, was a little home sick but truth be known I hate this state EXCEPT in winter when I love it.

Love Hate relationships? I love/hate my state and I love/hate technology but I LOVE LOVE my dog.

I'm not an apple gal hence Bella the tiny Chi has Not been given any either. Mom gave me a couple of apples saying she fried hers which I've never done. I peeled, chopped, cut a few raw pieces into Bella's food and hollered at her about 15 times to eat. I'm not sure what her problem is but she is not the least bit fond of eating which caused me to yell in a stern voice "EAT" repeatedly daily every time I feed her. Each time she smells each piece then starts to walk away - "EAT" she turns rinses and repeats to walk away. On the 15th yell she succumbs and cleans her dish.

I fried the apples according to Mom's recipe, fixed mine and the Chi's dishes, sat dows together to eat and Bella cleaned her plate before me. Say what??? She then ate two more bowls. I thought they were good but the only time I would ever fry them again is if someone gave me apples and that doesn't happen often nor buy them.

What will be interesting is if I do buy apples to cook for that damn 3 pound life of another species that I've fallen so in love with the last 12 years. No wonder one of my exes used to say if he ever gets to come back it would be one of my little dogs. I keep asking Bella if she is Ben but I get no recogniction yet if it is possible then he got to be a lucky son of a b*tch.

Oye Weh! WTF?
Texas teen reportedly turns Dad into the corrupt Fat Bald and Ignorant, for his illegal trespassing on January 6 in the Swamp. Lionized as a hero by the deep statist deep syndromic left, VERY deep. But we ask, was he indoctrinated to do so in our government schools? Soon a go fund me page, and a rich kid? And a book? Doubt it?
In my travels, speaking with every day folks, in the Anscluss Austria, the PRC, former USSdR, and post WWII fourth Reich, the latter was part of my undergrad degree in German, folks told me this sort of thing was once quite common, and encouraged by the Party. Rat on neighbors, and family.
Chairman Mao's Red Guard, Stalin's Komsomolkaya Pravda, Shickelgruber's H youth---what an interesting history. Calls for re-education camps, as for Uighurs, for us deranged Trumpsters, are not the only cautionary tales, peebles.
As always, don't just take my words for it. Just read.

Here's a very sensitive issue for me. I've been hiding my relationship from my ex-husband and my almost 11 years old son for a long time now. Few months ago, my son picked up my phone and read some messages exchanged between me and my BF. He took the whole thing really well and started teasing me about it, few days later, he grabbed my phone and started chatting to my BF. From that day on, they started talking , exchanged messages and photos. He likes to tease and joke with my BF and would often tell me to marry the guy. Well, things are more complicated than it appears. They have met already and often talked on the phone when my BF and I started dating years ago but for some reason, we had to keep the relationship secret after that.

My son wants to see my BF, he likes him and that somehow makes me feel positive. Every few months my BF comes here but I never let them meet. My BF plans to spend a very nice Christmas with us, this time he is staying at my place...no more hotels. It would be a wonderful Christmas but I'm having second thoughts...I don't think it's a good idea for them to get too close. it does give me a strange feeling that the relationship is getting serious...it scares the heck out of me

How did you introduce you BF/GF to your children ? Was it a happy event ?

15 years ago this week I was found by my maternal birth family. The reunion has been great and the friendship is growing every day. There was still a gap though as the identity of my birth Father has been a mystery.....

......Until now !

Through 23&Me I discovered and connected with a second cousin whose maternal Grandfather is my birth Father's Brother. Her Grandfather's DNA is on Ancestry so to nail down the mystery I joined Ancestry today and ordered a DNA kit.

I shall know the truth soon and hopefully be accepted by my yet unknown how many new siblings.

...creepy things adults say to little kids, to keep them in line...
---If you swallow watermelon seeds, or your chewing gum, watermelons will grow in your stomach, and the gum will stay there for seven years.
---If you stare cross-eyed in the mirror, you'll see the devil, and he'll make your eyes stay crooked.
---Girls who don't trim their hair and go out at night, will have the bats come and make nests on their heads.
---If you swim right away after a big meal, the cramps will make you drown, and big fish will eat you.
Lots more, but the one that petrified me was,---

---If you play with yourself in bed, you'll go blind, and hair will grow on your fingers and palms. So, everybody will know. And as a frightful corollary---
---if you keep dirty magazines under your mattress, God will find out, and will keep you from being buried in a Catholic cemetery.

Don't really know how any of us, ever made it past early childhood.

All of us have wishes, desires and hopes for Christmas or even in ordinary days...

All my wishes, desires and hopes for this year came true and I couldn't ask for more...happier life, healthy happy family, great beautiful son, good job,happy talkative parrot, new apartment, new life, in a happier relationship...so looking forward to a very merry Christmas...

What else could I ask for...nothing!

What are your special wishes for this Christmas ?

Whatever your wishes and desires for this Christmas, I hope they will all come true

My bro, sis, Mother and me had planned to go see my son's new house in Orlando, 100 mile trip before Hurricane Dorian scared us into cancellation. My son kept pushing me to come even saying we don't have to worry until Tuesday. I declined saying that we will still get a storm and no one wants to drive in a storm. He was not supposed to cook for us.

Late this afternoon my son texts me pictures of a food layout that represented Labor Day, ribs, salmon and so much more. I thought Italians over cook but the Chinese do too so there is always way too much food. Anyways my son sends me the pics to show what we are missing out on. 20 minutes later his wife sends me a pic of my son and his friend both out cold on the sofa with their mouths hanging open snoring. The food coma made me laugh. I just want to hug my daughter-i-L.

Now I get to tease my son that I'm glad I didn't drive a 100 miles to watch him sleep.