Well I called the numbers for this cousin of mine in Columbus. The land line I was given is disconnected or not in service. The cell number went to voicemail (if I don't recognize the number I don't answer at least 50% of the time, so not a huge shock), and the outgoing message says "You've reached my voicemail. Leave me a message and I'll call you back." So I have no way of knowing if it's even the person I'm supposed to be reaching. But I left a detailed message, saying who I am, what my numbers are, and why I'm calling.
I have become more impatient lately, so I guess that's why I'm already disappointed that I haven't heard back. Later in the evening, I called back the man I spoke to yesterday afternoon, Ellis, and got his answering machine. I left him a voicemail asking him to give his daughter my numbers, as I was unable to reach her. I also mentioned that he could call me back. I haven't heard from him either. He seemed so nice on the phone, so I can't imagine that he's being rude or anything deliberate, but I have such a pessimistic mind.
In the meantime, I was thinking more about calling my grandfather, which my mom encouraged. Instead I stayed up half the night creating a letter to write to him. Once I had the idea to write to him, my mind couldn't stop composing the letter. I didn't actually put pen to paper (or keyboard to computer, since I'd rather type than write) until today, though. Then I spent the afternoon debating whether I should just call him and get it over with, or send the letter. I think it would be less of a shock if I wrote him, plus it gives me the opportunity to put my thoughts in order, instead of risking sounding like I am retarded if I call him and get flustered. So I have the letter saved at work. I will handwrite it before I send it, but the composing goes so much better when I can type it. I can type at 100+ wpm, but my hand cramps if I hold a pen too long. Guess them's the breaks in the technology age.
Anyway, I appreciate the support being thrown my way. It's such a weird experience to go through. Then again, I think some of you people are weird if your parents were always married and you know everybody in your family. So there.