Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Right after my butt cheeks stopped hurting and I was finally able to sit, I called Armstrong. I’m not sure what I expected, but it definitely wasn’t what happened. He told me he was sorry that he seemed non-understanding about my situation and should have been more compassionate. He said he just assumed that since we run in the same circles, I would have said something to them knowing we would meet sooner rather than later, but when I finally opened up to him about the type of parents they had been to me, I swear he cried on the other end of that call. I can’t prove it, but I know I heard sniffles.
We spent hours talking, most of it him apologizing of being so selfish when he donated a piece of himself because he never thought of the outcome. Of how some of his children would suffer and feel so alone. I tried telling him it is no different than a person who adopts a child or a surrogate who carries one for a family only to have the people be abusive. It is not his responsibility.
When we both finished and purged as much as we could, I promised him I would tell them because, you know what, I don’t care anymore. Finding Trevor and being loved and seen by him and his family have given me more security than I ever had—so much so that no matter what happens when I tell them about Armstrong, it won’t affect me.
Right now, I am waiting for the video with my sisters to open up. They have been the constants ever since I started this journey. I can count on them, and I look forward to our monthly chats. We try to do them every two weeks, but with all of them having babies or in various stages of pregnancy, it is difficult, so we do it when we can. Ah… speaking of.
“September. Hiiii.” My smile grows wider when I see my niece, Junie, on the video.
“Hi sweet girl. What are you doing on the phone?”
“Mom is changing the baby and getting the bottle. She wanted me to let you all know.” Right as she says that everyone else begins to sign on and it is a cascade of hello’s.
“Okay, okay. I’m here,” March says, rocking her arms back and forth.
“How is everyone?” I ask, trying to keep the conversation moving. My sisters are awesome, but I think all of them have a little ADHD. They veer off topic so quickly, and then trying to wrangle them back in is impossible.
“We’re fine, hun. We all made the call a few weeks ago. Maybe we should be asking you what’s up…whoa! Wait a minute. Is it me or does that not look like your dorm room.” February says, pushing her face up against her screen like somehow it is going to make it easier for her to see. She is such a goofball.
“Holy shit!! You’re right, Febs. Uh, September, did you forget to tell us something?” I roll my eyes at April because I can see her smirk, but Trevor walks in before I can try to deny anything.
“Baby, you haven’t told them yet?” He pretends he’s whispering but he didn’t even try, before kissing the side of my head.
“BABY? DID HE SAY YOU’RE HAVING A BABY?!” Oh geez. I hear him chuckle from the kitchen. I slap my hand to my face and groan. I have to shut this down now because they can take information like that and run the hell away with it.
“No. No. Guys, focus.” I snap my fingers and giggle at the astonished looks on their faces. “He did say we are having a baby. He called me baby and he was telling me to tell you all we have moved in together.
Phone erupts in cheers and claps and shouts of happiness for us. Trevor comes in and kisses my neck, wrapping his arms around me, he laughs at my sisters antics and answers their questions and then here comes sweet July.
“So when is the wedding?” My body tenses, and then I relax. Trevor and I look at one another and laugh before informing them we have no intention of being married any time soon. The revelation sends all of them into a different kind of frenzy, and I can’t help laughing and relishing in the overwhelming joy and love in my heart,
When I decided to find out who my dad was, I never thought I would find not just a family but a dad and sisters who love me for who I am and a soulmate. I thought I knew what my life was going to be or what roads I was going to take, but love, real love, found me first and gave me the bravery to reach for what I wanted.