So let me tell you a story. Sit back. And enjoy. 16 years (I do believe) the man I always called bio dad. Passed away. He died exactly 17 days before I was legally allowed to find him. 17 days before I would have more questions then I would ever ask in my life. 17 days before my life would change forever. Yet. It did. With a simple sentence. Paul died today. Angry. Pissed off. And just plain disappointed. I left it with those words. Today. I wish he were around to see his family. He would be so proud of each of us. Debra Oswalt Googins being the amazing mother hen making sure we each are ok. Myself... Protecting and advocating everyones opinions and making sure each sibling is on the correct path (even tho I keep getting shoved off mine!) , Justin Oswalt happier than shizz with Eileen Orellana, Kat Kat Oswalt finding her path and learning as she goes... Ashley Brady and Kyle Brady and Reilin... Adorable. Hed be so proud of each of us. I didnt have much time with him. I dont remember much because I was so little when we moved away. But. He lives in each of us. And I know Im his. I see my siblings and I cant deny Im family. So today I cant be sad. But I can say. Im proud to be me. And reflect on the togetherness and love that had grown so much over the years. And know hes looking down from somewhere and know hes proud... 16 years later... And we made. We are ok. We are not broken anymore... ❤️ And without my sisters and brother the recent happenings in my life are easier to get through. I love my family. To the moon and back...
Posted on: Sun, 06 Apr 2014 19:24:59 +0000
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