I knew my father loved me. That bit of knowledge sustained me while I turned my attention to building my own life and caring for my daughter. In the early 2000s with new technology at my disposal, I made one last attempt to find my father. I was in my early 30s by this time and had taken to the notion that our reunion would happen if it was meant to.
I put the name Bonnie gave my aunt into an online database and made a list of candidates. I wrote a short note explaining that I was searching ...
Published on November 06, 2020 14:58