After two hour drive and ending up in the wrong Caribou coffee in St. Cloud (there are seriously 4 of them?) and thinking that I was going to either faint, vomit or bolt, I did it. I met my aunts.
They turned out to be surprisingly normal women and I got to learn a whole lot more about my father.
They brought pictures and it turns out I got my cheeks and petulant stare from my dad. No wonder "that look" it drove my mother batty when I was a teenager. He gave her the same one.
I have no idea where this will all lead. I would really like to see them again. I have never had much in the way of relatives. It is all new and interesting for me.
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