30 years apart

Well here we go. My sister and I were adopted when we were very young. She lived a few miles from me growing up and I was not able to start looking for her until I was 30. by then she moved from Michigan to Phoenix and started her own family. After many calls to the social worker I was able to contact her in Arizona. We talked for an hour and she said she was coming out in July. I planned a big 4th of July party at my house and we met and she got to meet our oldest brother again(she hadn't seen him in 30 years either). After all the tears and hugs we reminisced about everything and haven't been apart since.