My Family
Okay, now to do the dirty deed and post pictures of my immediate family on my website. Hehehe They are going to hate me for this, but I must share these with the rest of the world!! Don't hate me too much!! All the pictures featured here were taken at my eldest brothers wedding in October 1999.
This is my step father, Mark, affectionately known as "STAD", boogeying to the music.
This beautiful lady is Dorothy, the mother of the bride.
THE TRIBE
These are my brothers and sister and our Mum. From left to right they are Paul (28), Tanja (21), Mum (age not disclosed LOL), Marlon (31), and ME!!!
My sister and I with Evelyn, Marlon's wife. She sings so beautiful. Love you, Ev!!!
The father of the bride, Jerry, and my brother, Paul. Don't they just look like they are about to spilt the sides of their mouths from smiling too much?? Or burst at the seams!!
Me (again!!), with my sister, Tanja, and her boyfriend, Tate. Photo was obviously taken after a few glasses (or was it bottles??) of wine!!
My mum, me and little baby Torika Dorothy Forrester. This is my gorgeous niece, Marlon and Evelyn's first child, born on my birthday, April 15th. She was six months old
This was my father, taken in 1991, I think. He died of a brain tumour in 1997. I still miss him.
Alright, I can hear you saying "What the f*%k" already!! I'm sure you're asking "HOW?" So I'll unravel the mystery for you. All four of us children were adopted. That's right, none of us are blood kin. You can imagine how hard it was growing up trying to convince your mates at school that they really were your brothers!! But I think we all just thought it natural that we were brother and sister. I can't remember a time that I didn't know I was adopted....I don't remember the first time I ever heard that word.
Right now I'd like to get a little teary and thank my wonderful parents for actually caring enough about us to take us as their own. When I say parents I mean all of them....Mum, Dad and Mark....for without them I would not be the person I am today.
Mum, I love you more than I can express. You've always supported every decision I have made, even though you may not have agreed with my judgement at the time. As I grew up we became closer as people, and I'm honoured to say that you are my best friend.
Dad, even though you are not here to read this I'd still like to say I love you, in hope that maybe, where you are now, you will see it.
Mark, the man who gave me away, I am honoured that you view me as a daughter. God knows, I gave you enough grief when you first started seeing Mum. You deserve a medal for putting up with this temper!! I love you for being there whenever I've needed you.