In 1990 I lost my 24 year old son to a construction accident. He had known a woman for a short time prior to his death and she faded into the woodwork so to speak.
Yesterday I got a phone call asking if I would like to meet my Grand daughter. This of course took me off my feet and I soon recovered enough to say yes of course.
She was just told a day or two ago about her real Father and with help from the library they found me.
I am the happiest Grandpa you could ever meet and I could not have asked for a better Christmas present.
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Yesterday I got a phone call asking if I would like to meet my Grand daughter. This of course took me off my feet and I soon recovered enough to say yes of course.
She was just told a day or two ago about her real Father and with help from the library they found me.
I am the happiest Grandpa you could ever meet and I could not have asked for a better Christmas present.
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