too many questions left unanswered
Most people know my dad died about two years ago. A lot of people don't know he wasn't my biological father. I found out when I was about 7 years old or so. Mom had been going through a divorce, met a guy, and poof there I was. She'd met my dad, they were going to get married, so mom and Bill (the guy that helped create me) decided it would be better if he weren't around. So, my dad adopted me, gave me his name and whatnot.
Through the years, I've toyed with the idea of meeting Bill. I always wondered if I was anything like him or his other children. He had 3 other girls and a son. I called his house once when I was 15, but chickened out and hung up the phone. I was going to call him before the wedding, but was afraid of barging in on his life.
Now I can't call him. He died yesterday. There's way too many questions I had for him that I'll never get answered. I'll never have the chance to get to know him now, and it sucks. His showing is on Monday and I'm going. He and mom had kept in contact over the years, and he really did care about me, so I'll go. See if his other kids ever knew anything about me and whatnot.
Through the years, I've toyed with the idea of meeting Bill. I always wondered if I was anything like him or his other children. He had 3 other girls and a son. I called his house once when I was 15, but chickened out and hung up the phone. I was going to call him before the wedding, but was afraid of barging in on his life.
Now I can't call him. He died yesterday. There's way too many questions I had for him that I'll never get answered. I'll never have the chance to get to know him now, and it sucks. His showing is on Monday and I'm going. He and mom had kept in contact over the years, and he really did care about me, so I'll go. See if his other kids ever knew anything about me and whatnot.