Well this weekend I get to meet Becky. When my sister was 17 years old she had a baby she named Jessica and gave her up for adoption. I remember the whole family crying, including my dad and I can count on 3 fingers the number of times I've seen my dad cry. Well that was 22 years ago and guess who has popped back into our lives? You got it.. Jessica!!! Her adoptive family named her Rebecca and call her Becky so I have to remember that and not call her Jessica when I meet her. We're having an early Thanksgiving dinner on Sunday the 4th so she's going to be there. My dad and mom (Gail) have already met her and Kristine, my sister (her mother) and she have been inseparable. They even took a trip to las vegas together. She lives about an hour or so away so I haven't gotten to meet her yet.