I know the title of this post probably threw you off...Of course I am not really one of 533 kids. (How crazy would that be?!) However, I do have at least 15 siblings, most of whom I do not know personally. It's kind of crazy, actually...You see, unlike the jolly looking fellow below from the upcoming film Delivery Man, my father was not a sperm donor whose seed was spread by some mishap. Nope....My biological father apparently had a way with the ladies. He was devastatingly handsome, and he knew it.
I am the oldest of at least 15 more kids. Mostly with different mothers. If we all ran across each other, or our father for that matter, in a crowded setting, we would probably never even know it. Of course there is a strong family resemblance. My father has some incredibly potent genes, and the siblings I have come across via Facebook all look eerily like me. No...Seriously, they do. We all have the same complexion, the same thick, dark hair, the same eyes, the same facial features. It's a bit surreal, to be quite honest!
I did meet my father one time. I was 17, and he actually tracked me down. He drove all the way to Virginia from Ohio, and he brought his then wife and 2 youngest babies. It was awkward, to say the least, and I could tell right away that I hadn't missed out on anything due to his absence in my life. If anything, I am lucky that he didn't raise me. The only thing I ever wanted was to meet him. To be able to know who I was seeing when I looked in the mirror. I don't resemble my mother very much, and I had always hated not knowing.
The last I heard, my father is a cook somewhere here in NE Ohio, and is apparently an addict. Other than that, all I really know is that he was never really a Dad to any of us. None of us have very much to do with the man, as he has always been a bit of an underachiever, not only in life, but as a man.
This may sound like a sad story, but really, it's not. You see, I have a Dad who adopted me when I was a baby. While I am not biologically "his", he treats me like I am, and loves his grandkids to pieces. He is a wonderful man, and I couldn't ask for anything more.
I have even met a couple of my siblings. I have several brothers, one of whom is a great Daddy himself. I even have a sister who has 3 beautiful kids and is a strong, courageous woman. I am blessed to have them in my life now, even though I didn't grow up knowing them.
I guess the point I am trying to make is that there are all kinds of families. Even really unconventional ones like mine. Family isn't about blood or DNA. It's about love. Dependability. The true desire to make others happy. Sometimes, blood alone doesn't provide that much. So whether you have a "normal" family, a blended family, an adoptive family, or a weird combination of all of the above, feel blessed. Celebrate it. Tell them you love them every chance you get.
So while I am not one of 533 kids like the characters in the upcoming film, Delivery Man, I am one of many....This story definitely hits home for me, and I cannot wait to see the film!
In the meantime, here is a BRAND NEW trailer for the movie. You're seeing it here (and on 532 other blogs) first! How cool is that?!
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I'm Brandy, a happily married, proud mama of two munchkins and a teen. You can read more about me HERE. If you're interested in building a working relationship, please feel free to e-mail me at: NewlyCrunchyMamaOf3@gmail.com
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