I met my father the first time when I was 15. I had seen his pics and my mom would tell me that this was my father, but I never met the guy. He lived with this other woman, and I lived with my mom. At 15, a series of events led to me and my father going through a DNA test to confirm that we are related. After this, his parents and his family started sending me gifts, but it took almost 10 years for us to really be a father and daughter. Sometimes we have a drink together and we talk about everything and we do stuff together. I love my father but sometimes, I can’t help but think about what it would have been like if I had a father growing up? If, we can go back in time and fix things what my life would be like?
#COUNTRY – Brazil
# I heard this story in Montañita, Ecuador #