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2 men who have been best friends for 60 years discover they are biological brothers.

I'll start by telling you that I was adopted shortly after birth. In 2005 I was found by my birth family and reunited with 5 sisters and 2 brothers.

That being said this is not what this blog is about. This is about 2 other sisters reuniting for the first time since birth, and what makes this reunion so special is they are identical twins.

From the Today Show : "Separated at birth 33 years ago, identical twin sisters Amanda Dunford and Katey Bennett recently learned of each other’s existence through a genetic testing service. Live on Megyn Kelly TODAY, they meet face to face for the first time. Amanda tells Megyn that when she and Katey first spoke via FaceTime, “I felt like I was talking to myself the whole time … it was very surreal.”"

Mothering Sunday in the UK, hope all the UK mums are being spoiled with, at the very least, a lie-in and a tidy house when they get up

Not a word from my daughter. Oh well. She's furious about me moving to Spain but she's been furious with me for a few years now. Becoming a full-time writer was bad. Joining a dating website was bad. Having an LDR with lots of holidays together was really bad, she was hugely relieved when that was over and she thought I would settle down and become normal again. (As if)

We came over for a week's holiday last year so she could see the Casa Eccentrica before I bought (she's my only heir, she'll be inheriting it) and she said she hated Spain and absolutely hated the house and that's sort of been it.

It's a very odd feeling, having your kids disapprove of you. Anyone else experienced it? Almost a role reversal, where she's the tut-tutting adult and I'm the unruly teenager.

Parenting of older kids is a background support role, parents should be waiting patiently in the wings until and if needed, and I am, I really am. It's just that while I'm waiting patiently to be needed I'm getting on with my life my own way.

I was born in the same hospital within hours of my best friend. When we were three or four months old we were both entrusted to our eldest brothers who were, and still are, best friends. From what I understand, this was a duty that they performed with admirable enthusiasm. They were eight at the time. They pushed us around in our prams, wiped our noses, cleaned our bums, and changed our soiled nappies. They pooled their resources by taking turns to look after us while the other one joined the other boys in their games. We were never left alone. In this way a unique four-way bond was formed that would last a life time.

They taught us to fight the boys and, to my mother’s disgust, to stand and pee. By the time I was ten I had my mind made up about who I’m going to marry. He broke my heart when I was fourteen. He married somebody else. When he divorced five years later, I saw my chance. I was nineteen, itchy and ready for him. I wanted him to be the first and the only. He told me to have a cold shower. He refused to see me as anything but a sister. Sometimes I’m sorry he did not take me that day. It would have changed our lives completely. Other times I’m glad that he refused me. Sex has a way to kill friendships.

The bond between two old school friends and their two baby sisters is still as strong as ever. It is wonderful to know that if I stumble, I will have no less than three super heroes who will exceed themselves to get me up and running again.

About 6 months ago this man, his GF and her 2 kids moved into our apartments. They made such an impression that we all became friend immediately. They were down on their luck and I suggested where they could get immediate financial and food help. They had a hard time getting the power on in the house and I ran an extension cord to their home until they were able to power up. I lent them money and as promised they reciprocated and it was ideal. The family became very popular with all the other tenants and things were happy.

Shortly after, the man, Ben, would come over and start bad mouthing his GF, Victoria, and I would tell him if things are that bad you should consider leaving her or asking her to move. Each day his complaints were the same and it became better for me to listen. Ben would go on and on about his demands of Victoria and it was she had to leave at the end of the month. Months came and went and she's still in the home. I ignored "it".

The complaints were that Victoria was cheating on him (Ben). Each day she would leave the house and come back with soiled underwear from her extra curricular activities with men and women. Ben said he found plenty of evidence and her cell phone was filled with nudies Victoria had circulated on the internet. All at Ben's word. I heard nothing, I saw nothing and said no more comments.

One day on the way to the laundromat Ben was rifling through Victoria's car. They were in the parking lot and all her possessions that she had in the car were strewn all over. I could only guess why with no particular interest in Ben's actions. I said, "Good morning" and I did my laundry. They didn't return the greeting.

Well, one night at 1 a. m. there was a loud beating on my door. Victoria and her children were at the door pleading with me to let them in. I did. There was no way I was going to let this woman stay out. I offered to call the police and she declined. She slept on the floor and her 2 kids (beautiful children) slept on my couch. I had offered my bed but she declined. In the morning she got up and went back home with the kids.

Her 2 children are well mannered kids. They are such a delight to have them around. They always greeted me with hugs and love. One day the girl said how she had told her teacher all about me. Since Ben was still peeved that I had the audacity to help Victoria and the kids he stewed over that remark. Before I knew they all stopped talking to me and the kids would walk by with their heads cast down completely ignoring me.

Yesterday the little girl was outside with her mother and while no one was looking and with her head cast down she directed her eyes up and smiles a faint smile. I was so elated. I winked at her. And quickly looked away. I am so happy the kids think well of me.

I have worried about them because I know Ben is being a tyrant with them. But so far there's no evidence of anything but not being allowed to talk to me. Physically they look fine. But I'm watching with careful eyes!!!

Has a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.:

Been very busy here and having a fabulous Christmas with family and friends...just want to wish all a very merry Christmas and a fabulous 2018 !

I love this virtual world , it's fun and full of strange, weird, lonely, lovely and wonderful people, warm hugs to you all...

and to those I occasionally annoy, sorry about that, I meant it in a lighthearted way I wish you all fantastic holidays

But first tell me, what you want in your stocking? You better get your order in if you have not done so yet. Oh yes, Santa told me that an exceptional large number of people were disqualified this year for being naughty. So if you were naughty this year, don’t bother with the stocking. Sorry, he did not elaborate on what classifies as naughty.

Hmm, what do I want? Now that’s a tough question. I have more or less all the things that I want; well, at least those that I can afford. What I still yearn for is too expensive and too bulky to expect in my stocking. I believe Santa’s budget has been rather tight during the last few years.

It is very unlikely that anybody is going to buy me a red Lamborghini therefore I expect to get the usual shìt; deodorants, aftershave, underwear, socks and so on. These are all items that I’m very fussy on and I’ll probably pass it on to somebody else in the end.

And that brings me to the problem of what to buy for my father. He really has everything he wants. But even when he was younger I never knew what gifts to buy him. With my mother it was easy; flowers was always a winner with her but as she requested no flowers on her grave, there is no need for that anymore. But this does not bring me any closer to a solution.

So what do you buy for a 90 year old man whose only wish is to go softly in his sleep? I don’t know why he wishes for that because he’s still good for a few years. He enjoys a good lifestyle, has a special girl friend (I wonder if they do it ), plenty of other friends, plays Bridge once a week and he still drives his own car..

We have been nagging him for a few years now to get rid of the car but he responded by buying a new car earlier this year. So I cannot even buy him a new set of tires; they’re almost brand new.


Anyway, bottoms up - enjoy whatever you're doing!

It’s December already. No family or friends nearby. Weird feeling

Since I was young and able to see and understand the roles opposite sex can do, I was so thankful that I was born or God made me a woman.

My loving brother was made to do so many physical works in the farms that I didn't have to do. Meaning he's in the scorching sun or in the heavy pouring rain farming while I helped my mother do woman chores in the comfort of our home.

In the old traditional values and Filipino culture, women didn't need to go to school and dream of becoming anything than that of a house wife and raise children. My father was different. He asked me what I wanted to do after mandatory schooling and I said: " I want to be a lawyer". So he let me pursue my career against the expectations of my uncles and aunts. But with the support of my great grandmother from Spain and my mother, I rose above that traditional value. And so I became a University professor and traveled the world. I could only be thankful that my father deviated away from such a limited thinking and yet never heard of feminism.

In today's society, it's a fact that women are now entitled of rights that were not available before.

I, too am thankful of that, but I don't use it to ever claim that I'm better without a man and or I can do it all without a man.

Still I'm so grateful that I am a woman. Wear skirts and cry whenever I want to if I have to.


Thanks all for your peruse and comments if any.