Father of mine. The countdown begins.

Father of mine. The countdown begins.
Current mood: ninja

In two days, I will be meeting my father for the first time ever.

I didn't tell a lot of people leading up to for a reason. The reason is simple, really. The more opinions and support I received, the more I'd think about it.

Now it is set in stone. Plans are made, and there is no turning back.

Those who know me, know I do things in my own time and my own way.

This decision was not taken lightly. It took a lot of thought and discussion with my family & closest friends. Ultimately, I decided that in order to make amends in my own head - to heal - I have to show that I am strong enough to accept the past for what it is.

I have come this far, I might as well run that mile and do what is right.

And it is right.

He isn't the healthiest of people. His memory comes and goes. If I don't take the plunge, I will question it forever.

I have repeated and repeated to my mom & aunt "not every girl loves their father". It's hard to comprehend the feelings and emotions. Even when you're the one feeling them.

Right now, I'm apprehensive, anxious and excited.

I'm also amazed. I never thought I'd ever find him, no less actually meet him.