all signs point to yes I don't know what I'm feeling right now. I am full of hope and dread, excitement, and fear. I couldn't give a SHIT about my father, that loser that never tried once to see me, even though I have searched and searched for any information on him. But I did a search on myspace, of ALL things, for my brother's name. Sure enough, there was his profile. This man that shared the same name as my brother, with the right age to be my brother. My heart was beating out of my chest and tears stung my eyes and I searched over his page, looking for some clue as to whether or not he was related to me. I looked at his pictures, comparing his nose to mine... the shade of blue in his eyes. As tears started streaking down my cheeks and the stale air of the office burning my nose as my nostrils flared, trying not to let any more tears come, I read his comments. Among wishes of "happy birthday" I saw one comment that stood out from the rest... "Happy belated birthday, from your Aunt Marge". Desperately hoping for more telling information, I clicked on her picture... a picture of a little girl on Santa's lap from many decades ago... It takes me to a page with the title "Anne's Sister" My heart skiped a beat as I frantically punched the numbers of my own mother's phone number on my office phone, whispering "come on.... come on.... " as the phone rang. When my mother answered, i tried to keep my voice from quivering, "Mom.... what is my brother's mom's name???" "Anne" She replies to me as my mouth went dry and a lump caught in my throat. So here we are, and this could be MY BROTHER!