Then 2 years ago I went to ancestry.com and saw that I had not been receiving my matches. I saw I had a sibling from my biological father's side! I was very stunned and shocked! But overwhelmed with curiosity yet reluctant. So I built the courage up to contact him via ancestry emailed him but did not hear back. I saw that he read it so I just let it be.
However earlier this year through the support of a search angel which normally helps you find someone also can be the go between. That was her role for me.I am glad she was there. She was a literal Joy. After some weeks of talking, not just about finding my brother but she also helped me research for another situation. One day, I knew by the tone in her voice she knew something...Some kinda bad news. I thought if there was a problem with my biological mother, they would not know that she did not raise me. When I heard three Native American men brutally attacked my biological father around my conception, it just made me weep. This trail of pain was endless.
I never expected anything. I did not blame them if they did not want to meet me. Time went by...
Then, I was contacted by our search angel months later who informed me that my brother was willing to talk to me. YES! What a relief! What a miracle!
So, at the beginning of this year I built the courage up to call him! We had such a wonderful first phone call with his wife laughing and giggling in the background. It made me feel so happy! Towards the end of the call, my new brother told me, "Family is Family!"...I hear him say this often in my mind! 🤎
It was a few days before my birthday-February 3rd, I learned on the call my brother's birthday is February 9th. Just 2 years and 6 days younger than me. I also learned that he grew up on the west side of Cleveland his whole entire life. All those years, I went to the Puerto Rican neighborhood to advocate for Gina DeJesus when she was missing…I was just around the corner from my biological paternal family.
Meeting my Brother
About 6 weeks after our call, I flew to Cleveland to meet my brother, Miguel. I stayed with my childhood friend, Mylan who I also asked to accompany me. I knew better to never go anywhere by myself in these circumstances. I wore my new fluffy rose colored winter coat that I had to buy prior to this trip. It was cold with some flurries as we headed to the Winking Lizard to meet my brother! When we first entered the Lizard, my heart began to pound faster as we looked around for my brother.
Every man that walked through the door made my heart fall because with the big winter coats - hats I couldn't see faces. Then I saw him, I knew it. I just stood there as my friend Mylan and my brother hugged like they knew one another. I felt immediately it was going to be more than OK. Then my brother came over to me and gave me a big hug! Followed by big hugs with my new sister-in-law and nephew who I think looks like his new auntie. 🤎
We had a wonderful dinner that was full of conversation, laughter and sharing information. My brother and I both lost a sister and now we gained a loving sibling. Ok I thought I looked like my biological mother and sisters but my brother was a new league of sibling resemblance! I could not believe how much we looked alike. Even his wife leaned in to examine my face and said we had the same lines on our face! 😁 Then blurted out how I had the same lips: that one was bigger than the other! 😁 Hearing this touched my heart.
All these years we were in Cleveland living about 20 miles from eath other. He still lives there. As we took pictures together and talked about the next time we would see each other, I soaked it all in and did not want these special moments to end. We were happy! Even my new sis-in-law told me that my brother was happy! I reveled in my miraculous moment as we took pictures. I felt relief & a new found happiness I never felt before. I thought after 53 years my new brother & I not only look a lot alike, we have have the same smile!😁
The exact same smile!😁 ❤️🤎❤️🤎