On Thursday evening, January 17th, I (Wallace) got an email in my personal email that basically said, “hi, you’re my half brother, let’s meet up.” It was about 9:00 and Karen was already in bed. I thought to myself, “yeah right Nigerian Prince, you’re not gonna get me.” I deleted the email. All the next day at school, I was feeling bad, thinking “what if…”. Not only was I thinking “what if…”, I was wondering what the hell is going on. I struggled with what to do, so I texted my mom (Terry) and asked her if she had a long lost son out there somewhere. She denied it, and blamed my dad. She said, “nobody knows what he was up to in 1962.”
When I got home from school I checked the 23 and me website and saw that there was a half brother connection, but it was on the maternal side. I talked more with my mom about it, trying to figure out the story, and we finally came to the realization that Steve is my Aunt Cathie’s long lost son. I was freaking out, trying to figure out how to approach her and give her the news. My mom and I discussed it and she told me that she would do it, thank God. Click to read the rest of the post and leave a comment.