Her name is Stephanie... she's 39 years old, and today I received a telephone call from her. She began by saying she did not want anything at all from me. She only needed to ask a few questions and wondered if I would answer. As we spoke, she listed a few names. Names I recognized... family names. Great-Grandparents... Grandparents... and my mother, by her maiden name. She asked if I remembered her mother. Yes, I remembered her from high school. Stephanie then told me she had done a 23andMe: DNA Genetic Testing & Analysis and the results were 100% that the man she had believed to be her father was, in fact, not. She explained that her search on Ancestry.com revealed that she had a genetic connection to the names she previously shared with me during our conversation... there was a long pause. "I think you might be my biological father" she said. An even longer pause. "We should meet." I said. I drove the 3 hours from Del Mar to Wrightwood, where she lives happily with her husband and two sons. I met her at a park. Just the two of us. We talked for a couple hours. It was wonderful and thrilling to meet her.
She sings, of course she sings...
she's my daughter. Isn't life amazing!?!
Last Edit: Sept 17, 2019 20:38:53 GMT -5 by Badactor
Do a paternity test Dell. 99.9% accurate they say. I have a story like that. Went a party in high school and slept with a gal. Found out later she had slept with another guy that same night. She got pregnant and after the baby was born she claimed the child was mine, as I recall it was because I had a cool car and a pocket full of cash (I was selling weed back then). Anyway, many years later I found out she had a baby girl. The gal was a cousin of a friend of mine so he kept me updated on the child. Her name is April and the Mom gave her up for adoption. She was 17. Years later I found out that April was adopted by a wealthy family in the Dallas area. While we will never know for sure who the father is, one photo exists and while I have never seen it, friends say it looks like me. I'll always wonder.
I met Stephanie for dinner this evening. I took my 23andMe DNA test. Spat into a tube, sealed it up and sent it in. Results should be available in a couple weeks. Also, met her husband Mike... a great guy! Still looking forward to meeting the grandchildren.
While singing is well represented in the pedigree, I learned she also loves horses... though she's never been to the race track. This calls for a trip to Santa Anita!