Now that I have given you a horrible ear worm ... LOL
We all have these stories. The ones that make you say 'WHOA! What a small world!'
What is yours?
Back when I was about 18, I was working at a bingo. I was the canteen girl. Around the same time, I found out I was pregnant. I was panicked. I thought my parents would hate me (old school thinking where my parents were concerned.)
I told my mom. That went off well, without a hitch. Then I was worried about my dad. He was a French Catholic and those are pretty strict. My mom informed me that my dad could not get mad because he had been in the same boat at one point in time. Young, got a girl pregnant out of wedlock. I asked her what happened to the child, I assumed he was given up for adoption.
It turned out that my dad was told to marry her or have nothing to do with the child. He wasn't marrying her so... They were estranged. My mom kept contact with the child over the years, sending him pictures of us growing up. Just so he could see what his sisters looked like.
I found out, about 2 days after finding all this out that a guy I had served a million times at the bingo canteen that worked for one of the charities was in fact my brother I had never met.
WHOA! what a small world!
(**OOPS! my Alt symbols appear as question marks in the title)
We all have these stories. The ones that make you say 'WHOA! What a small world!'
What is yours?
Back when I was about 18, I was working at a bingo. I was the canteen girl. Around the same time, I found out I was pregnant. I was panicked. I thought my parents would hate me (old school thinking where my parents were concerned.)
I told my mom. That went off well, without a hitch. Then I was worried about my dad. He was a French Catholic and those are pretty strict. My mom informed me that my dad could not get mad because he had been in the same boat at one point in time. Young, got a girl pregnant out of wedlock. I asked her what happened to the child, I assumed he was given up for adoption.
It turned out that my dad was told to marry her or have nothing to do with the child. He wasn't marrying her so... They were estranged. My mom kept contact with the child over the years, sending him pictures of us growing up. Just so he could see what his sisters looked like.
I found out, about 2 days after finding all this out that a guy I had served a million times at the bingo canteen that worked for one of the charities was in fact my brother I had never met.
WHOA! what a small world!
(**OOPS! my Alt symbols appear as question marks in the title)