We met our half sister for the first time yesterday, spent all day with her and her family, and spent today with her too. She's lovely. You can tell we're family. Funny how similar people can be even when they grew up apart. It was really great. We met her sister too (well, other half sister on her mum's side) and her Nan, cousin and her kids. She has four wonderful kids. I know I know, Miriam doesn't like kids... but these ones make me feel clucky. I feel confident in having children. They aren't little angels by any means, but they are good kids. I want to make them part of my life.

She lives in another state. Obi and I have spoken about how we're going to make a visit. When, now that we don't know. But we want to.

LDR wise, it's been tough. It's so much harder this time. I have learnt one very important thing: I love Obi more than I love my country. I could say goodbye for him. I would hate that and I still pray it wont come to that until I'm ready. But, it's good to know. I didn't know before.

I'm off the pill. I'm in quite a bit of pain. My body is adjusting. It's easier coming off than going on though. And I'm pretty excited, even though I'm not having sex any time soon! My maintenace falls on my wedding day though, so I'm hoping I can will my cycle to shift before then! How much of a let-down would that be? Hahaha.

My new family is quite excited at the prospect of me being married, and there's no judgement on the issue of me having kids - quite refereshing

I need a job, I really have to knuckle down and get one. I've been a bit half-arsed in my search, but it's getting to the point where I want to be working again (Thank God!)

Over all, I'm happy. I wish Obi was here though, more than anything.
Dinner!