Happy Friday! How are you doing this week? There’s been some sun out over here, and it seems to be getting warmer.
Again, all is quite uneventful. Mom’s birthday is in a few days, and I’ve made her a drawing (shhhh). Laura’s birthday is the day after Mom’s, and I’ve also made her a drawing. They are easy to make and send. Work is tiresome, as usual, but I’ve been able to get some writing and drawing in, the only thing to give life a little interest. An unrequired love is necessary, I think.
Mom found another half-sibling on the DNA 23nMe site, a person whose name I’ll keep quiet since this website is public. Her name is, uh, let’s call her Nova, a similar name. I don’t know much about her yet other than that she’s trans and has Tourette’s (and that Aaron doesn’t have Tourette’s, so it’s probably not from him). Aaron thinks there might be like 70 half-siblings. I couldn’t deal with that many people calling Aaron our (or, just ‘my’, if you’re alright with it) dad. One of them always calls you my half-sister. I correct her, but she doesn’t seem to understand, that you are not the same as some strangers from the internet. We share two parents; we’re as whole siblings as siblings can be.
I’ve just gotten a package from Grandma. It’s a present for Valentine’s Day: a card with a bear holding a heart on it, and a little silver locket with a Celtic symbol on it, in which ‘I Love You Forever’ is carven. It is very pretty. I wish I could send you presents. I technically can now that I have a bank account — but it would be intercepted, wouldn’t it? Perhaps I can send Mom (Mel) something; she would at least see it. But I think both Moms wouldn’t want me to.
I think sometimes that some evening you might show up on our doorstep somehow, having traveled for days by bus and walking to come by. I know it’s more so a childlike idea than anything, but I wish it were a premonition instead of a dream. I miss you. Goodnight, Soren. I thought I saw you at work recently — it wasn’t you. It never is.
With love,
Alice