Hi Dad,

It’s me, your son Lenny… at least it was. My name is Helen and I am your daughter. I know this letter may come as a surprise, as we've never met. But finding Mom's words gave me strength to seek out my roots, to know the man who gave me life, even if only from afar. Mom didn’t talk much about you, just that she missed you tons. That she was always sorry for everything she put you through.

Now it's my turn to share who I am, unrestrained by notions of what should or shouldn't be. I hope one day my truth may bring you pride, not fear, as I know you only wanted happiness for your me.

Wherever your journey has led, I hope within these words you'll find an olive branch, an open door. I want to learn about you, about where I come from. Regardless of what was, I want us to forge a new beginning.

Though we missed our chance at my formative years, I'll never stop hoping fate may gift us a chance at hello. Until then, I can’t wait to meet you someday.

Lots of love,

Helen