Thank you.
Oh, it was easy. :cool: The guards were playing Wii and I walked right in.
Naaaahhhh
A little while ago I had asked here about private investigators and I was going to look more seriously into hiring one to track down my Dad. I talked to my mom to get all the info she had about him. As it turns out she had been lying to me (and him) all these years. :fire: She knew he was my father, but I guess was more interested in another guy at the time... I didn't even want to know all the details, just what she knew about his whereabouts. A former mutual HS friend of her's and my Dad's had told her some time ago that he was stationed in Germany. Dang. That was a whole lot easier than trying to find a total stranger with whom she had a one-night stand 19 years ago...(her story all these years).
As far as actually connecting with him, I was reluctant to just call him up. I don't like to talk on the phone anyway, and it would have been totally awkward. It just didn't seem appropriate to break the news over the phone. I really really wanted to meet him in person, even if just for a few minutes. I figured it would be much harder for him to turn me away if I came all the way from the US just to see him.
The girl I'm staying with here drove me to the base and yeah, it's not like walking into a hotel lobby asking for a guest...

At first I thought it was all a big mistake and we were just driving around trying to figure out how to even get anywhere near someone to talk to. I guess that was enough to draw attention. ;) Someone drove over to our car (I don't even know who he was) and asked if he could "help us" (the rude "what the hell are you doing here?!?" kinda thing). I started explaining that there was someone I wanted to see and I ended up crying (not acting either)...and I guess he responds well to tears. ;) After I told him I wanted to see my Dad he said he'd see what he could do.
Long story short, about an hour and a half later my Dad met me in a waiting area. At that point my Dad still didn't know what it was all about, just that "someone was desperate to see him". He later told me that when he first saw me from farther away he was wondering if I was an old girlfriend of his or something, but when he saw how young I was and from the look on my face he "just knew". I'm not sure I believe that... Anyway, I was so emotional when meeting him after years of wondering who or where he was, and I was crying and umm...I just hugged him.

I kinda had envisioned the whole thing a little more formal and dignified, but at that point I just went with what felt right. Then I flat out told him that I thought he was my Dad and that I just wanted to meet him. OK...I'm crying now just thinking about it. I can't get too emotional here or the Sarge is gonna feel all warm and fuzzy again. :p
It's kind of all a blur now. He seemed a bit shocked or rather caught off guard at first, but made a quick recovery. ;) We talked for a few minutes and then he just said "OK. Let's meet the rest of your family!"

So I've got two adorable half sisters.

Heck, they weren't even surprised or asked any questions. They were just excited to have a big sister. His wife was a bit more shocked, but she took it well too, especially since they had met a few years after I was born...
He later told me that there had always been "rumors" that the guy my mom was with for a while wasn't really my father, and there was always a suspicion that I could be his daughter. The mutual friend had actually commented to my Dad at one point that I looked just like his younger daughters. He apologized for not investigating the whole thing further. He asked me about how I grew up and everything and I friggin lied. :( I feel HORRIBLE lying to him, but I don't think he could handle the truth right now...
Anyway, I'm so happy I finally got to meet him. It's such a relief because the wondering and guessing is over. I wish I had had a Dad growing up, but it's nice to be able to get to know him now...
Warm and fuzzy yet? ;)