When I was born, my biological father didn’t want me. He even took a blood test to try and prove that I wasn’t his. I guess you could say that I have known all my life that my “daddy” wasn’t the man who helped conceive me. My mom can’t remember ever actually telling me. I never really cared until the past few years, I don’t know why I started to think about it so much. Maybe it was because I started to think about how weird it would be if, out of the blue, a half-sibling that I never met came to my house and said, “Hi! I’m your sister / brother!” Maybe I started to think about that because it happened to my dad. He has a half-brother that he met a few years ago for the first time. I have been really angry at my biological father for a while, I even looked him up in the phone book, just to see if he still lived around here, and I found a name that fit. I wrote the number down and was thinking about calling the number, to see if it was him, Then I thought about my dad. He was the one that has raised me since I was two years old, and he married my mom. He’s the one who has loved me and cared for me, when all my biological father wanted to do was get rid of me. I thought about how hurt my dad would be if he found out. It’s bad enough that I have to go by my mom’s maiden name at school, because that is what is on my birth certificate. Right then I knew that I wouldn’t call the number. I ripped up the paper I had written it on and threw it away. God knew all along that my biological father would leave me. God knew how much it would hurt my mom, me, and everyone around us. Yet he let it happen. I’ll never fully understand why. I think that He let it happen to teach me to be grateful for my family. I have realized recently that I take my family for granted. If anything ever happened to anyone in my family, I don’t know what I would do. I do know that God has taught me to be thankful for everyone around me, especially my father, the one who raised me. I know now what a real father is. A real father is someone who loves you, not leaves you.