I read that old thread about finding cousins you didn't know on Facebook, and it's cool to know you got a pic of your biological.
It can sort of be like looking in a mirror, but only in the physical sense when you never knew the person. | |
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Reminds me of how many times I have done this looking at photos of family I never knew or passed on before I got the chance. | |
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johnart said: The following is...actually I'm not sure what it is. A ramble, a vent? Just something I had to put into words and put out there, I suppose.
I can count on one hand the times I remember being in the same room as my father. Unfortunately, the most intimate part of those meetings consisted of a few awkward minutes on a bench, in a hallway outside of a courtroom. Child support (or rather the failure to pay it) is a great way of bringing a family together, if only for an hour or two and in the presence of a judge and a couple of lawyers. I was born out of wedlock. Well, that's only part of it. The part you're supposed to tell people to avoid uncomfortable questions or bringing the conversation to a halt. Most importantly, to avoid them passing judgment on the person who gave all she had to protect and nurture you and whose amazing spirit made you the person you are today (warts and all). I was the product of an extra-marital affair. I imagine it is because of this that my mother didn't have any photos of my father. As time passed, and I no longer saw my father in court, his face became more and more blurred in my memory. So much so, that even though my mother always said I resembled him, I feared I would simply not recognize him if we were to find ourselves in the same room one day. She never spoke poorly of him. In fact, she always told me that if I wanted to spend time with him or have him in my life, in any way, I could. She even encouraged it. But when your encounters with your father have been as limited and of a less than positive nature, or your thoughts of him consist of mostly wondering why he doesn't have any interest in you... you're just don't feel comfortable enough to attempt a connection. The internet is an amazing thing. Though I never met any of my relatives on my father's side it has made it possible for me to connect with many other Gascots. Some have found me through my website, but most have reached out through Facebook. Most have been distant cousins. The closest (to my knowledge) until recently was the wife of one of my brothers. Some have seemed happy to communicate with me at first, but when I share my place in the family tree, or my true feelings about my father (which are in actuality not negative, I simply refuse to romanticize him), they seem to stop writing. Over the past two weeks I have been emailing back and forth with a first cousin (daughter of one of my father's sisters). She seems like a truly wonderful person. She said, like my mother so many times before, that I resemble my father. I explained that I have no detailed recollection of his face and that though I seek no reunions, I would love the chance to see his face. I suppose this was my way of asking if she had any photos she could share with me without asking bluntly for one. I can't say I understand this sudden desire to see his face. Maybe I realize that though he had nothing to do with shaping the person I am today, he had at least half to do with the fact that I sit here typing this at all. A few hours ago I received a photo of him (and his brothers and sisters) from my cousin. I never anticipated what it might feel like, looking for myself in another man's face. Or having my fear of not recognizing my own father confirmed. It is all very strange, but I am extremely grateful. Though virtually a stranger, my cousin has given me a gift no one else has ever been able to (or offered to). I still don't know what to make of it all, but I hope I will get more photos of him. For now, I think I will keep staring at that face, searching for that resemblance everyone always told me about Wow, John. That must feel really weird and confusing. Do you think you look like him? Or is it hard to even figure out? | |
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I reckon most folk have photos they can go to when a reunion is not in order. It's not an unusual desire to want to see your own genetic relations, or reflect on your own development (physical, social) for that matter.
It must feel weird when your memories simply are not there but you know the history. | |
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My daughter never spent much time with her dad either, he ended up passing away some years back so a relationship between them never really developed. She looks so much like him though, even her gestures are so much like his! Interesting to see how much the two of them are alike. Rhythm floods my heart♥The melody it feeds my soul | |
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PunkMistress said: johnart said: The following is...actually I'm not sure what it is. A ramble, a vent? Just something I had to put into words and put out there, I suppose.
I can count on one hand the times I remember being in the same room as my father. Unfortunately, the most intimate part of those meetings consisted of a few awkward minutes on a bench, in a hallway outside of a courtroom. Child support (or rather the failure to pay it) is a great way of bringing a family together, if only for an hour or two and in the presence of a judge and a couple of lawyers. I was born out of wedlock. Well, that's only part of it. The part you're supposed to tell people to avoid uncomfortable questions or bringing the conversation to a halt. Most importantly, to avoid them passing judgment on the person who gave all she had to protect and nurture you and whose amazing spirit made you the person you are today (warts and all). I was the product of an extra-marital affair. I imagine it is because of this that my mother didn't have any photos of my father. As time passed, and I no longer saw my father in court, his face became more and more blurred in my memory. So much so, that even though my mother always said I resembled him, I feared I would simply not recognize him if we were to find ourselves in the same room one day. She never spoke poorly of him. In fact, she always told me that if I wanted to spend time with him or have him in my life, in any way, I could. She even encouraged it. But when your encounters with your father have been as limited and of a less than positive nature, or your thoughts of him consist of mostly wondering why he doesn't have any interest in you... you're just don't feel comfortable enough to attempt a connection. The internet is an amazing thing. Though I never met any of my relatives on my father's side it has made it possible for me to connect with many other Gascots. Some have found me through my website, but most have reached out through Facebook. Most have been distant cousins. The closest (to my knowledge) until recently was the wife of one of my brothers. Some have seemed happy to communicate with me at first, but when I share my place in the family tree, or my true feelings about my father (which are in actuality not negative, I simply refuse to romanticize him), they seem to stop writing. Over the past two weeks I have been emailing back and forth with a first cousin (daughter of one of my father's sisters). She seems like a truly wonderful person. She said, like my mother so many times before, that I resemble my father. I explained that I have no detailed recollection of his face and that though I seek no reunions, I would love the chance to see his face. I suppose this was my way of asking if she had any photos she could share with me without asking bluntly for one. I can't say I understand this sudden desire to see his face. Maybe I realize that though he had nothing to do with shaping the person I am today, he had at least half to do with the fact that I sit here typing this at all. A few hours ago I received a photo of him (and his brothers and sisters) from my cousin. I never anticipated what it might feel like, looking for myself in another man's face. Or having my fear of not recognizing my own father confirmed. It is all very strange, but I am extremely grateful. Though virtually a stranger, my cousin has given me a gift no one else has ever been able to (or offered to). I still don't know what to make of it all, but I hope I will get more photos of him. For now, I think I will keep staring at that face, searching for that resemblance everyone always told me about Wow, John. That must feel really weird and confusing. Do you think you look like him? Or is it hard to even figure out? I was gonna ask you guys, but refrained from posting the pic because my cousin's mom is next to him (I posted this on my blog and here simultaneously). I didn't want my cousin thinking I was crossing any lines by including her mom's image in the post. Or that I wanted my father's pic so I could post it and "out" him as an absent dad. It's kind of hard to figure out. This is, I guess, one of the reasons I'd like to get more. Check your orgnotes, What do you think? | |
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johnart said: PunkMistress said: Wow, John. That must feel really weird and confusing. Do you think you look like him? Or is it hard to even figure out? I was gonna ask you guys, but refrained from posting the pic because my cousin's mom is next to him (I posted this on my blog and here simultaneously). I didn't want my cousin thinking I was crossing any lines by including her mom's image in the post. Or that I wanted my father's pic so I could post it and "out" him as an absent dad. It's kind of hard to figure out. This is, I guess, one of the reasons I'd like to get more. Check your orgnotes, What do you think? From that picture, I really can't say I see a resemblance. Of course, I've only seen you in pictures, and that's kind of limiting. I think you resemble your beautiful mother. | |
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veronikka said: My daughter never spent much time with her dad either, he ended up passing away some years back so a relationship between them never really developed. She looks so much like him though, even her gestures are so much like his! Interesting to see how much the two of them are alike. Sometimes it is more the gestures and the posture. My uncle died before I was born but everyone says I do things that remind them of him. Simple things like listening with one ear more than the other (MY HEARING IS FINE, YOU MISSED THE POINT). | |
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before I read anything but the thread title, I had a shitty response on deck...then I read it all and I feel like an ass for my original thoughts...
but no sense in letting a good jab go to waste... seems like you'd have a better chance of finding yourself in another mans ass... pictures are all I have of my real dad...I never knew him, he was killed before I was 2...I can't tell you how many times I've stared at a picture or went to his grave looking for 'me'...I relate... | |
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thejason said: before I read anything but the thread title, I had a shitty response on deck...then I read it all and I feel like an ass for my original thoughts...
but no sense in letting a good jab go to waste... seems like you'd have a better chance of finding yourself in another mans ass... pictures are all I have of my real dad...I never knew him, he was killed before I was 2...I can't tell you how many times I've stared at a picture or went to his grave looking for 'me'...I relate... Your prickish ways. Good jabs should never ever be wasted. You did the right thing. Thanks roodie. | |
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In the future, they'll remember us by Youtubes of us walking through Walmart | |
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Cinnie said: In the future, they'll remember us by Youtubes of us walking through Walmart
You know?? And Snuggie Diaries and ridiculous shit. | |
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johnart said: Cinnie said: In the future, they'll remember us by Youtubes of us walking through Walmart
You know?? And Snuggie Diaries and ridiculous shit. our contributions to the org WILL stand the test of time... my poor kids... A working class Hero is something to be ~ Lennon | |
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Puts my self induced, poor Mach pity party day in perspective TY for sharing part of your journey with us | |
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johnart said: MrsMdiver said: OOHYOURAVI!!! | |
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That's quite a story. When you saw the photo did your heart stand still? | |
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my mom is searching for her dad right now, she found out he has a bench-warrant for his arrest. not the outcome she was hoping for, she tracked him to a homeless shelter, he hasn't been seen since. | |
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sweething said: That's quite a story. When you saw the photo did your heart stand still?
I don't know if I'd go as far as that, but I did get a little choked up. My eyes welled up a bit, but I did not burst into tears or anything. It only lasted a few minutes and then a feeling I'm still trying to find the proper word for set in. All I keep coming up with is "strange". | |
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kimrachell said: my mom is searching for her dad right now, she found out he has a bench-warrant for his arrest. not the outcome she was hoping for, she tracked him to a homeless shelter, he hasn't been seen since.
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johnart said: sweething said: That's quite a story. When you saw the photo did your heart stand still?
I don't know if I'd go as far as that, but I did get a little choked up. My eyes welled up a bit, but I did not burst into tears or anything. It only lasted a few minutes and then a feeling I'm still trying to find the proper word for set in. All I keep coming up with is "strange". Strange to see his face after all this time or strange that you had an physical emotional response? | |
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Very touching statement. TY for posting. I Hope you find what you seek. By St. Boogar and all the saints at the backside door of Purgatory! | |
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sweething said: johnart said: I don't know if I'd go as far as that, but I did get a little choked up. My eyes welled up a bit, but I did not burst into tears or anything. It only lasted a few minutes and then a feeling I'm still trying to find the proper word for set in. All I keep coming up with is "strange". Strange to see his face after all this time or strange that you had an physical emotional response? Both. | |
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i know happy endings arent par for the course around here....but i'd love to hear a continuation of your meeting him, etc. THE B EST BE YOURSELF AS LONG AS YOUR SELF ISNT A DYCK[/r]
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myfavorite said: i know happy endings arent par for the course around here....but i'd love to hear a continuation of your meeting him, etc.
I don't know if a meeting will ever happen, but I've decided to continue this story. One of my clients (a writer) suggested I submit this to Modern Love section of NY Times. I'm adding some more details to the story and giving it a shot. But I feel like I might enjoy writing some more on this. I always wanted to write about my mother (and her crazy ways) and never knew quite how to approach it. | |
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whenever i meet new people, it really makes my heart glad to offer comfort through different/difficult stories. the world is too wrapped up in making sure we look like we've got it all together.
ask me about my mom and dad sometime...you'll be like .. .. THE B EST BE YOURSELF AS LONG AS YOUR SELF ISNT A DYCK[/r]
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Eventho I usually ignore long posts , I couldn't ignore this one,It was touching , beauitful and greatly written.
If you have any intention and the desire to meet him one day then i wish you get that, you deserve the best! MICHAEL JACKSON
R.I.P مايكل جاكسون للأبد 1958 | |
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johnart said: But I feel like I might enjoy writing some more on this. I always wanted to write about my mother (and her crazy ways) and never knew quite how to approach it.
Um, I don't wanna get pissed or nothing but DO. THAT Don't let her spirit live on solely in your head Who am I? Why am I here? What is my purpose? What should I do with my life? None of these questions are possible to even ask without acknowledging we come from somewhere, namely someone. You came from inside your mother, but you came from inside your dad too. If you ever find the words for that feeling(s) you're having, I'm always willing to listen with an open heart 2010: Healing the Wounds of the Past.... http://prince.org/msg/8/325740 | |
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