Meeting My Dad - Samantha (most motivational books .TXT) 📗

sent my dad while he was in prison doing his time. I told him that I wanted him to be there to walk me down the isle, and my dad said “I wouldn’t miss it, and I will be there.”
Then Both John and I told my dad all of the information about what time to get on the bus and where to go and how to get the ticket from the bus station. We set the bus information up that he was getting on the bus in TX, and being dropped of in VT but of course with many bus changes. We both made plans with my aunt by phone that she was going to pick him up which was his sister, and bringing him to her place to stay for a while before he got on the bus in TX. The next phone call that we got was from my dad saying that he is on the earlier bus. I was a little confused on why he was on the earlier bus. But I was happy about it hearing my dad so happy on the phone. Knowing that my dad was on his way back home. It made me feel like, wow I am now going to get a chance to meet my father for the first time in my life. On the second day of his travel, he called me and said that he’s at the bus stop in VA. He told me that he had to wait for many hours to get on the bus cause he took the earlier bus in TX, plus he had no money to get any food and he was hungry. Then he told me that the lady at the desk told him that if he didn’t want to wait around for the next bus that he could continue on the way as he was, but he would have to pay a fee of $15.00. So we set it up that John and I were going to money gram some money to him so he could get some food, and for the fee for him to get on the bus again, instead of waiting many hours at that station. A couple hours went by when I got my dad’s next phone call, and he told me that he was back on the bus heading home. The next phone call from my dad was that he arrived in VT, and he is sitting at the bus station waiting for his sister to pick him up. Which this was also my dad’s first time meeting his sister too.
See my dad was adopted when he was a child as what my mom told me, when I wanted to know more about my dad when I was a teenager. That was pretty much all that my mom’s side of the family told me that he was a drunk and that he was adopted, plus that he wasn’t a nice guy when he drank either. They all wanted me to forget about him, like they didn’t want me to know anything about him. After a while I stopped asking about my dad on my mom’s side of the family, they wouldn’t talk or tell me anything about him. So after that I just told my self (oh well) and went on with growing up.
About a hour later my dad called me back and said that he met my aunt and his sister, and they were heading back to her place. When they get there he would call me back to let me know. And then a couple hours later I got a phone call from my dad saying that he’s at my aunts house. He told me that he was going to get something to eat and take a nap for a while. I was so happy that he was back home, and happy that he met his sister, and that soon I will be meeting him for the first time too.

Chapter 3

John and I plus my aunt made plans for the next couple weeks to go down so I could meet my dad for the first time. We packed are stuff and the kids in the Tracker “Julie, Christenia, Christopher” and drove two to three hours away to my aunts place. When we got closer to my aunts place I started to feel the anxiety going through me like the wind. I told John to stop the car for a second so I could have a cigarette to calm my nerves. After I was done with my cigarette I got back in the car even though my nerves were still there and the feeling of butterflies in my stomach. We all headed on the road where my aunt lived. As we looked for my aunt’s place we spotted two men out side of one place and they waved. So John parked the car out front of my aunts place. I saw my dad for the first time seeing him smile like anything to me and the same smile right back. So then I started to get out of the Tracker and then I closed the door. In that second that I closed the door my dad was right in front of me with open arms and he gave me the longest hug ever. I was so happy that I started to cry like I was bursting with joy all over. Then I gave my dad a present that I picked out for him a week ago. I handed him a cross necklace. He opened the box and started to have tears in his eye’s. I new that he would love that cross when I first saw it at the store. He loved talking about the bible even in his letters that he sent me.
As we started to walk to the front door of my aunt’s place, she was on the porch and she gave me a hug too. This was also my first time meeting my aunt, besides talking with her on the computer. My Aunt wanted to take pictures out side next to one of the trees that was near her porch. After the picture taken time was all done. Then we all started to walk in side to sit down in the living room. We all started chatting about family and showing picture of family that I never met yet. Then as we all sat down in the living room on the couch and chairs and talked with each other. I looked at my dad, that was looking at me. So I asked him what’s the matter. He said “how can a ugly guy like me, make a pretty women like you“. I started to blush and smile at the same time, and told him thank you dad, plus telling him on the side your not ugly. After a while my dad started to go through my Aunt’s chest freezer for some meat to cook a meal for all of us. My dad took out some frozen chicken out, and brought it to the kitchen to thaw out for a while. Then after it was done thawing out for a while enough to separate it apart to cook it was a little frozen but it was ok Then he started to cook the chicken, and Julie started to peel the potatoes for him. Then he started to heat up some veggies to go along with the meal. It was a moment that I will never forget it, it was like a Julie Grandpa event happening.
It started to get darker out, and John and I didn’t plan on spending the night at my aunt’s place. But John and I started to talk a while on the porch while the kids were playing inside with my dad. During our talk on the porch together, I told him that I didn’t want to leave so soon. John and I decided that we were going to stay the night but we would have to pick up some cloths for the kids for in the morning. So my dad watched the kids while John and I went to the store to get clothes. It took John and I about twenty minutes to a half an hour to get back to my Aunts place from the store. When we walked through the door my dad had already put together the sleeping arrangements on the floor were the kids and my dad would sleep. John and I would sleep on the couch. The kids started to head to bed, and my dad, John and I didn’t go to sleep right off we went outside to smoke a cigarette on the porch. Well My dad and I did, John didn’t smoke, but he sat down on the porch with us and we all chatted for many hours. Then we went in side to get ready for bed. For at least twenty minutes I just couldn’t get comfortable on the couch it was to small for two people. So I got up and went to the bathroom and came back and picked up a blanket and told John that I would be sleeping sitting up in the chair by the window. My dad herd me say that to John and told me to lay down on the floor next to him and the kids. It was like a slumber party on the floor. Then what my dad said to John was too funny. My dad told John “sorry John but steeling your women for the night”. We all started to laugh quietly so we wouldn’t wake up the kids.
The next morning came, and we all woke up. My dad was the first to wake up and started making coffee in my Aunt’s kitchen. While the coffee was brewing, my dad turned on the TV, and put cartoons on for the kids. After the coffee was done my dad then poured himself and I a cup of coffee, and sat down in the living room on the couch. We both drank are coffee and chatted sitting on the couch, about anything that we could to catch up on the past, that we both have missed out on doing together. It was getting close to 11am that we had to get things ready to go back home, even though I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to stay as many days as I could. But I new that I couldn’t, and that was hurting me in side to know that I would have to leave my dad again, when we just met. John and I got are things in the Tracker, and I knew that this good bye was going to be the hardest thing for me with tears. I gave my dad a