What a surprise

So I started talking to my dad's mom again. She is sort of behind the reason why I didn't talk to my dad from the age of 16-18 so... it's sort of a big deal. She has a big heart, has had lots of health problems in the past few years and well I have a lot I want to learn from her. I went to see her a few weeks ago and she mentioned something to me. I'm the oldest grandchild.. Well not her oldest grandchild but the oldest of her and my grandfather. Well there is a funny story to that too. I thought growing up he was my step-grandpa. He died on September 10th, 2001. He also had a lot of health issues. My dad was 39 when my grandpa passed away. My dad has basically mirror image health issues as my grandpa and his size matched. So my dad's significant other convinced him to have a DNA test done. To get you some more back story. My Grandma was married and my grandpa were married when they met. They ended up splitting with their ex's and got married and blended their families. Well when the DNA test came to light we were all a little shocked... it was his real dad. He never called him "dad". Well I am sure he did but no one except a few people even knew. So those who are my grandma and her first husbands grandkids are only my half cousins. I am the oldest Knoll/Hoppe grandchild and I get passed on her wedding rings. I guess it's because my dad's mom is a lot older than my mom's, it just is getting a little bit more real that I will be getting things passed on to me... ME. I'm somebody! Not that I didn't feel like I was, but it was something those two shared even if their marriage was strange to some. I get to keep something to pass on to MY children someday. It made me feel important, cherished and a part of something.

That's all for now.