Here is the latest:
— We are expecting a Baby in January, I’m very excited — Sister Just had a baby Boy — Happy about Obama Clincing the nomination — Excited for new iPhone
One strange thing has happened recently. I have been in e-mail contact with my a direct biological ancestor– my father. The last time I saw my dad was when I was three or four. For virtually all of my life I have barely paid any attention to the fact that I had a father that was alive. There was no actual contact between my father and any member of my family for nearly 15 years. He did call my mom a couple times a few years before she died, but these were rare conversations of little substance and I took little interest. I essentially didn’t have a dad, and I really didn’t care.
A couple months ago he called my sister, probably thinking he was going to get in touch with my mother. I called him back and began a dialog. He did not know that my mother passed away in 2004. We have been in contact since.
I hate to sound bitter, because I genuinely am not bitter, but I don’t really feel a longing for my dad. He was not a part of my life, and I don’t feel like my life suffered because of it. I have had the best life anyone could hope for. Now, at a very young age, I fell blessed with most things that anyone would want in life. I have a loving wife, and a beautiful daughter, and we live in general happiness. Life is not perfect, but it is pretty darn good.
Communicating with my father is interesting, but I don’t feel any deep emotions associated with it. It is strange to think however, that there is a whole life lived which has a connection to mine that I know very little about.