Rod...

I have recently made contact my biological father, which has been very important for me, as I wanted to know what he was up too. I haven't seen Rod since I was eight years old, and I am now 23... a long time has passed. Rod was an alcoholic, so I really worried that one day, I would get a phone call or something saying that he was dead, and I had missed my opportunity to write to him.Anyway, I have been writing to him over the last 18 months, and he has written back... the first letter seemed like I was writing to an Uncle that I had not seen for years!
Rod has sent me some photos of his block up near Bundaberg, and his new partner, and I sent him some of our wedding and of our daughter.
When our second daughter was born, Rod phoned me for the first time, and over the conversation, we discussed who she looks like. I said to him that I think she looks like me, but it is hard to tell because mum only has a few photos of me up until I was around 14 months old. (Rod had kept them all from when mum and he split up)
It is so wierd thinking about yourself when you were little... no-one actually remembers what they looked like - the photos help though. But I had no photos. I didn't know if I was chubby or what colour my hair was. Rod ended up sending me down a pile of photos which was lovely! She does look like me!
Anyway, the whole point of this blog was to post some photos of my lovely sister, who shares my biological father with me. We caught up on te weekend so she could meet our new baby...
Until next time...
