We were excited. Our emails expressed eagerness, a kind of child-like Christmas eve level of anticipation. But our eagerness was tempered by concerns, too. What if I don't like this person? Or worse, what if this person doesn't like me? The letters and emails suggested total acceptance. We would be fine.
And then we met. We were two peas in a pod. We shared the same laugh, the same twinkle in the eye, the same wicked playful humor, the same facial features, the same gentleness, and more. We were similar not only in facial features, but also in body habitus. We took pictures, and laughed, and ate, and talked and talked and talked. We clearly had a lot of catching up to do. What was most special about our meeting was the feeling that was generated. I not only felt, I knew that Paula was my sister. There was no doubt - none - no DNA test needed, thank you. I am a scientist. This level of knowing was new to me, and not at all unwelcome.
Paula and John meeting for the first time
