I’m still in a quandary, I don’t know if I should pursue tracing my mother’s maternal relatives after finally finding her paternal half-sister. My aunt, Sara, gave me a few more leads that should prove to be very, very helpful should I pursue my search, but I really don’t know… I’m still walking around feeling remnants of the shock these last few weeks had caused me and while I want to take advantage of the valuable information I have, I also am weighing myself whether I’m emotionally prepared for any more shocks or not.
Meeting Tita Sara and my cousin Bryan, who both indulged me by telling me everything they could about my grandfather Isidor, was a very happy occasion but you know, it was also somewhat emotionally exhausting. Bryan’s pretty much like me personality-wise, and seeing glimpses of myself in him was too much to take at times. I mean, how can we have the same personality when we have lived apart all our lives? How can we be so the same in many ways when the only link that we have is the blood that runs through our veins? It was so uncanny but unbelievably true. Much more with my aunt. It was just all so surreal that even after my weekend vacation with them and even now, almost a week after, I am still feeling shaken and out of sync.
So, I am still in a quandary. Should I pursue the Acosta Family of Guiuan, Eastern Samar or not?
