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I was chatting to a lady who told me of a brief but wonderful story and as they say it’s a small world.
Lyn’s half-sister (Karen) didn’t really know her own father as he had left when she was only a small girl. He then moved to Toronto, Canada so she never heard from him at all, she recalls.
Although, as a young adult she knew by then that her father had re-married and had a couple of sons.
For the two sisters, life in Glasgow went on and they relied on each other for solace. Yes, they had their mother who was a typical busy woman caring for two other children. So, the girls leant on each other growing up.
Over time they drifted apart a little bit because Karen married and had a family of her own.
Lyn had decided that she wasn’t going to settle down at all.
She wasn’t going to have children – it wasn’t in her DNA she’d mentioned.
Lyn wanted to see the world before it was too late and being in her mid-twenties, she did just that. Venturing first to Europe and on to the USA but being a little home sick she soon returned to Scotland.
It was only a short period of time though and not to mention an extremely cold Winter when Lyn got itchy feet again.
This time she was heading for Australia and working as a talented croupier, she worked in the casino circuit. When she tired of one city, she headed on to another city where there was a casino.
Lyn had decided that she wasn’t going to live in Scotland ever again and applied for her Australian Citizenship.
The girls were very grateful for technology and were in contact regularly by phone and then by the internet. Plus, Lyn visited home every few years.
Moving forward 30 odd years.
Karen’s family had grown, and she begun to become restless regarding wanting to ‘re-meet’ her father, so she dabbled in her ancestry on his side to see what would come up.
Afterall, it wasn’t a secret. They just had different lives in different parts of the world, so she used any information she had to try and find a bit more of the other side of her father’s family.
It wasn’t long before Karen had reached a block, so she pushed the research aside and never got back to it.
Holiday in Europe
A further 5 or so years later, the girls and their elderly mother had planned an exciting holiday in Europe.
They were booked on a canal boat tour for a week which went through the Belgian countryside. As the girls both loved riding bicycles, this trip was focussed on and for cyclists because there were cycling paths constructed along the bulk of the canals.
Every morning, the canal boat guide would give instructions to the riders as to what time and where further down the waterway the boat would meet up with them so they could to get back on.
The beauty of this holiday was their mother would also enjoy herself because she could find her way to the decks of the canal boat to enjoy the passing views or simply rest in their cabin. The girls would re-join her for lunch and back again at the end of the day.
One night during dinner, a fellow cyclist who was travelling on his own was looking for somewhere to sit and eat his meal.
The ladies offered him a seat at their table and due to the evening being different, they stayed to enjoy chatting over a couple of wines.
Besides, it was a pleasant change to have male company for dinner.
The man was holidaying from Toronto, Canada and as it would have it, Karen had an interest in wanting to know more about what it’d be like, so the conversation led down that path.
At some point it came up that her father lives in Toronto and she mentioned his name.
The young man’s reply was that he didn’t know her father but as a coincidence there were 2 brothers who had the same surname working for the company that he was employed at.
At the mention of these men’s’ names, a delighted scream came from the ladies and interrupted him! ‘It’s a small world,’ someone had said.
‘That’s them!’ Karen said
She was certain, that these boys were her half-brothers. It all added up: Their age and the place and the names. It must be them.
To be sure, the young man said he’d contact the 2 boys via email for her and sure enough the following day while preparing for the next leg of the riding holiday, he confirmed that they were her half brothers and exchanged email addresses with the intentions of working out a time for Karen to go to Toronto.
Karen went home full of plans as they were all looking forward to meeting the brothers as well as her father.
As they say it’s a small world.
Wow! I just loved this story.
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