Do you ever wonder where you came from? For me, growing up, I always knew I didn’t look like my dad and that I didn’t have his last name. Always wanting to know who my real dad was, I went to talk with my mother who refused to talk about it with me. She would always say, “You have a dad who loves you. Isn’t that enough?”
I remember saying to her, “No, Mom. I deserve to know who he is, whether I look like him, act like him, or if I have any of his traits.” Not understanding at the time, I thought I knew everything I fought with her over this. I guess you could say I had let it consume me.
It got so bad between us that I finally turned to outside help. A girl I was good friends with said that she would help me find my dad, not knowing how life-changing this was about to be for the both of us.
She was my best friend, and I trusted her. One day she had called and asked me to come over, so I went over to her house. As we went by with no answers, my friend came to me one day saying, “I found a picture of you at my parents house.” As she showed me I said to myself why would her family have pictures of me lying around? I said to her, “May I show this to my mom?”
She told me, “Absolutely!”
I took the picture to my mom and asked, “Why do these people have pictures of me at their house?
Mom said, “Young lady, lots of people in town have pictures of you kids.”
I simply replied, “Okay, Mom” as I didn’t want to argue with her over it. I let it go.
Days go by and my friend comes to me and says, “I think I’ve found your dad.” I was so overwhelmed, and I wanted to know how, when, and where.
She then said, “Well, my dad is your real dad and we are sisters.” My life as I knew it changed forever that day.
Crying uncontrollably, I went to my mother with the news to see if it was true. “Mom,” I said “We need to talk.”
I told her everything my friend/sister had told me and asked her if it was true. Mom finally said, “Yes, girl, it is.”
I’ve never felt so many emotions all at once in my life. Mom was very angry with me because she never wanted me to know who my dad was since he had hurt her years ago. She didn’t want me to feel that kind of pain.
Not knowing how I should feel, I went to my father/stepdad to tell him what I had been told. He said, “I’ve always loved you even though you weren’t mine. I wanted to adopt you, but never found the right time. My love for you will never change.” He understood me more at that time than my mom did, or so I thought.
I asked, “Is it okay with you if I go meet my real dad?”
He said, “You have every right to have your questions answered.”
I thanked my dad and told him, “I love you and I always will. My love will never change for you.”
So I went to tell my mom, who was mad about what I was about to do. She finally said, “You act just like your dad. You’re strong-willed. It’s your way or no way.”
I knew she was right. She said, “Just remember I tried to keep you from being hurt after this.”
I needed some time to process all this news. After a few days, I finally made the decision to meet my real dad. Without going into all the details, things between us went well. His family accepted me with open arms. I found out I had an older brother, an older sister, and a younger brother.
I sat down with my real dad and got answers to questions that I needed answered. But meeting him was a missing part of my life. My life changed forever for the good that day.
Now my mom and step dad are both gone and I miss them every day. I can look back and know that they only wanted the best for me. As for me and my real dad, we talk weekly.
Don’t be afraid to find what’s missing in your life. I’m not saying that it always works out for the best, but for me it did.
This week’s verse is Psalm 133:1, which says, “How good and pleasant it is when God’s people live together in unity!”
This week’s recipe is “French Onion Soup”.
French Onion Soup
8 cups water
4/5 beef bouillon cubes
3 large sweet onions (sliced medium-thin)
1 tablespoon butter
Bring water to a boil. Add bouillon to taste. Add until you get desired taste. (Don’t add a lot or it will be too salty.) Add onions and butter to a frying pan and brown. Add to broth and taste. You may need to add bouillon.
Turn to medium heat and cook for about 20 minutes.
Add soup to bowls and add your favorite cheese or croutons. I put grilled garlic toast with mozzarella cheese on top of mine.
From my blog to your kitchen, God bless and happy dishes.
Stay tuned for more homemade recipes and blessings from my table to yours.
In addition to providing delicious recipes on her Faith and Food blog, Tina Rucker is a proud mom to her 18 year old son, happy wife to her husband Joel of six years, and the spearhead of the Five Loaves Food Pantry ministry in her local church, open twice a month.
Tina has worked in the food industry for over 25 years, and has a heart and a passion to serve, feed, and provide for those in need.