I have looked for my bio dad for years. Ever since I was 16. I found him six months after he died. But the story does not end there. I also found two half sisters that I have come to charish, and a step mom who loves me to pieces. They are sharing thier memories of him with me. I no that my life has played out as it should have. No more wondering if I will get a card in the mailbox or perhaps that stranger passing by could be my father.