Upon the discovery that you had a sibling that you never knew before, would you bother to search for them?

I'd try, but I wouldn't be pressed.

I actually have one but I'll never meet him. I was left with no information about him other than his existence. If I could find him I would. But unfortunately I got zip.

If I had their info., I would consider looking them up, but I am not sure I would go so far as to search.

I have a half-sister that I haven't seen since childhood, but with women getting married and changing their name it is hard to search for them.

I would seek information about him or her, but I am not sure I would make contact.

I would try to find them.

I have a half sister I had never met until I was in my 40's. She was a shallow silly twit. Her complaint about me was that I read too much and that my friends and I talked about history too much. We lived in an old very historical town. We corresponded for a couple of years met and then lost each others addresses.

I don't know how expansive I would be willing to be, but I'd definitely consider it.

Nhaiyel wrote:

If I had their info., I would consider looking them up, but I am not sure I would go so far as to search.

If I had their name and address, I would extend an olive branch...but no extensive searching or trying to come up with more info. from miniscule details or anything of that.

Suzi wrote:

I have a half sister I had never met until I was in my 40's. She was a shallow silly twit. Her complaint about me was that I read too much and that my friends and I talked about history too much. We lived in an old very historical town. We corresponded for a couple of years met and then lost each others addresses.

Suzi, that is so interesting. It is funny you guys didn't even keep contact. It must have been a total mismatch.

Suzi wrote:

I have a half sister I had never met until I was in my 40's. She was a shallow silly twit. Her complaint about me was that I read too much and that my friends and I talked about history too much. We lived in an old very historical town. We corresponded for a couple of years met and then lost each others addresses.

Damn you for being educated!!!! LOL

RedBedroom wrote:

Suzi, that is so interesting. It is funny you guys didn't even keep contact. It must have been a total mismatch.

First I must say that my mother was a deaf mute and the very very spoiled foster daughter of neighbors of my family, and a very beautiful young woman and really pretty as an older woman.
My father and mother divorced when I was 5 , she was pregnant at the time with my half sister, and in order for her to be able to get a quick divorce so she could marry the father of the baby she signed me over to my father. Who promptly gave me to my grandmother. I didn't see my mother again till I was 12 and then only very briefly. She wrote to me when I was 16 and then She showed up again just as I was getting married. After my first baby was born I didn't want her to start promising my kids things that she wouldn't deliver so we lost touch again. In the meantime my half sister was being raised by her fathers mother. My kids grew up and my grandmother had died so as part of doing some Family history work I hunted my mother up again. We once again met and I am convinced that her husband was retarded. Then I met her and his daughter all I can say is the acorn didn't fall far from the tree. Again things happened that I lost all of their addresses (it wasn't an accident). I recently learned that my mother died a few years ago when a friend looked her up on the internet. So that is the pitiful sage, there actually were some very interesting things about my mother's life but her other daughter only had one interest and that was the lines on her face. My husband said he had never in his life met any one as shallow as my half sister, and I had to agree.

wants2laugh wrote:

Damn you for being educated!!!! LOL

I thought that was pretty weird myself, but then when she visited us in Arizona she was busily trying to take some souvenirs home to her kids I watched the items she bought, she got a really nifty deck of playing cards in Mexico believe it or not they were made in the US. Then in the town we lived in she bought some fudge for the kids as souvenirs. Since the town was known for gunfights and silver mines I bought little vials of silver for her to take home to the kids, aren't souvenirs supposed to last? The day before she left she said something about enjoying the town I said "why all you saw were the shops, you never saw any of the historic parts", she said we could do those that day. I told her no there wasn't time. One of her other burning desires was to go to see the malls in Tucson. Oh well ya can't win 'em all.