After I posted a photo to my Facebook, the photo itself isn't important as such
Karen: Thanks for helping me see life from a different perspective.
Me: You mean my warped mind? [wink emoji]
Karen: I have always loved your warped mind (even when I used to babysit you)! Back then you could always make me smile and you still do! You keep me on my toes! Thanks James
[I'm 49 now, at this point today my curiosity led me to message her, since I didn't immediately recognize her last name, when she told me her maiden name I at least recognized that]
Now in Facebook chat/messenger, select relevant conversations, not everything...
Me: As I got into my adult years I have self described myself as eccentric, I tend to follow my own road, I don't tend to be conformist kind of person
Karen: no worries! I still love you and still love seeing your work. Only wish I could have shown it to my dad. He would have been very proud of you. Just like I am!
Me: Would it surprise if I said I am diagnosed as Asperger's, not that you really know me, high functioning, I can work fine and live life fine but on occasion have some foibles, don't we all anyway?
Karen: You're a great brother! [reference to my sister] I know you better than you think. I'm touched that you would tell me after all these years. Thank you
Me: I only officially found that out in June last year, had a suspicion prior to that, only pursued a diagnosis after I lost my job
Karen: You are amazing! I used to call you my little Einstein! You always kept me on my toes. My dad used to love talking with you about anything and everything. He used to say that he had more fun talking with you than a lot of the adults at Foothills! [a church]
Me: I actually have very few memories of Foothills [the church they went to], as I moved with mom and dad to Crescent Height Baptist late 1970's, while all my older siblings stayed on there
Karen: You left your mark on Foothills! [reference to the church again, I only attended this church for about five years up to age 8, again have zero memories]
Now I'm almost curious to get together with her, I don't have any specific memories of her other than the family name, might learn a few things about my early life...
Karen: Thanks for helping me see life from a different perspective.
Me: You mean my warped mind? [wink emoji]
Karen: I have always loved your warped mind (even when I used to babysit you)! Back then you could always make me smile and you still do! You keep me on my toes! Thanks James
[I'm 49 now, at this point today my curiosity led me to message her, since I didn't immediately recognize her last name, when she told me her maiden name I at least recognized that]
Now in Facebook chat/messenger, select relevant conversations, not everything...
Me: As I got into my adult years I have self described myself as eccentric, I tend to follow my own road, I don't tend to be conformist kind of person
Karen: no worries! I still love you and still love seeing your work. Only wish I could have shown it to my dad. He would have been very proud of you. Just like I am!
Me: Would it surprise if I said I am diagnosed as Asperger's, not that you really know me, high functioning, I can work fine and live life fine but on occasion have some foibles, don't we all anyway?
Karen: You're a great brother! [reference to my sister] I know you better than you think. I'm touched that you would tell me after all these years. Thank you
Me: I only officially found that out in June last year, had a suspicion prior to that, only pursued a diagnosis after I lost my job
Karen: You are amazing! I used to call you my little Einstein! You always kept me on my toes. My dad used to love talking with you about anything and everything. He used to say that he had more fun talking with you than a lot of the adults at Foothills! [a church]
Me: I actually have very few memories of Foothills [the church they went to], as I moved with mom and dad to Crescent Height Baptist late 1970's, while all my older siblings stayed on there
Karen: You left your mark on Foothills! [reference to the church again, I only attended this church for about five years up to age 8, again have zero memories]
Now I'm almost curious to get together with her, I don't have any specific memories of her other than the family name, might learn a few things about my early life...
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