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Something kind of strange happened today, I got a birthday card in the mail from my uncle Dan. I've never met him before in my life, I can't even recognize him in photos, but I got this birthday card from him, I've never gotten one from him before. I opened it, and inside was $5 abd it was signed "lots of love, uncle Dan" I just got this odd feeling, like, wow, I have an uncle Dan, what is this about? It's not like I didn't know about him, it's not like I had never considered this person in my life, but it was like, there is someone in my FAMILY, in my BLOODLINE, who I do not know. He's like a ghost, you know? He used to be there, but he just kind of faded away, and every now and then you remember him. If he passed away, I know I would cry, but would there be any truth behind my tears? What would I be crying for? I never had a chance to love this person, but we share a last name, and that connects our mentalities somehow? I don't get it. Would he cry for me if I died? It's just so wierd to think of it.