Co-workers at a Conn. bar discover they're sisters after 8 years of knowing each other
Cassandra Madison and Julia Tinetti became such good friends so quickly when they first met as co-workers at a bar in Connecticut that they used to joke they were sisters. Eight years after that first meeting, they found out they really are sisters.
Their relationship first began in 2013 when Madison was working as a waitress and Tinetti as a hostess at the Russian Lady Bar in New Haven. "It was like natural," Tinetti said. "It wasn't awkward. We hit it off literally right away." Madison has the Dominican flag tattooed on her arm, which Tinetti noticed before noting that she has the Dominican flag tattooed on her back. "I'm adopted from there and she's like, 'What? Me too!' And I was like, 'That's so cool,''' Madison said.
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Madison learned from her father that her older brother was very sick when he was born and the family had financial issues, so he gave the girls up for adoption. Neither of the women are angry about the decision. "My father just cried a lot, and he just kept apologizing," Madison said.
"You can't be mad at somebody for wanting to give their child the best life," Tinetti said. "And now the fact that we can connect with them, it's very, very special for us."
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My kind of adoption--birthmother was a girl who went away, high school sweethearts, the valedictorian and the 4 sport All State all star, both over 18, but "society" intervened and I disappeared in secrecy--kind of faded out by the time sperm doners emerged on the scene.
Always good to have more people to love, and more people to love you.
My maternal half brother lived across the street from the high school I worked at as a TA in college and student taught at, two blocks from my best friend's aunt/cousins. His buddy from grad school was in my buddy from high school's wedding.
I'd say coincidence, but there are too many of these stories for mere coincidence.
My kind of adoption--birthmother was a girl who went away, high school sweethearts, the valedictorian and the 4 sport All State all star, both over 18, but "society" intervened and I disappeared in secrecy--kind of faded out by the time sperm doners emerged on the scene.
Always good to have more people to love, and more people to love you.
My maternal half brother lived across the street from the high school I worked at as a TA in college and student taught at, two blocks from my best friend's aunt/cousins. His buddy from grad school was in my buddy from high school's wedding.
I'd say coincidence, but there are too many of these stories for mere coincidence.
