So last night, I had a long talk with myself over how this was gonna pan out... specifically, how I was gonna tell my mom that I found my father.
[link]I had not seen "Skip" (as he is known by all) for 18 years. He and his brother tracked me down through myspace last week, and I met him at Cocktails and Dreams (the bar I used to work at) this past saturday. It has been completely and totally surreal. Speechless doesn't even cut it.
I really had so many questions for him, so much to talk about, and I think we covered everything over the weekend. He's told me that he'll be trying to pay back the thousands in child support that he owes me, over time of course... he's doing everything he can to bring us back together.
The biggest thing was trying to tell my mother. I finally just said, "If I don't do it now, then I'll never be able to." I was expecting a "stay away from him" or "oh god no, if you see him you'll never hear from me again", basically the worst-case-scenario was on my mind. As it turns out, my mom DID prepare herself for this a long time ago, though she never really thought it would happen. She knows that I'm an adult, that I'm a parent, and that I'm free to meet who I want to meet. And that I should never hesitate to call her for anything we need to talk about. Unless I have a sex change.
Hi. I'm Carl. XD
So now my little sister knows already, and mom's gonna talk to my stepdad and grandpa about it. All went better than expected.