I haven’t seen him in more than 8 years… I don’t even know what my younger siblings look like. I supposedly look exactly like him. It’s so hard not to look like anyone, not even my brothers in my family. I wonder where I get many of my traits.
But there is hope. I want to see him. I really do. He might not have been a good father, but he’s the only one I have. I need to see him, even if it’s one last time, and tell him that I have gotten far in life, and that I wish he could have been a part of it. I want to do it more for myself, than him. But I know that the relationship may be ruined forever if i see him again…
...still I HAVE to do this. Too many years of things unsaid, and I thing now its the right time to move on.


