If you didn’t know me, then you wouldn’t know that you wanted to know me! This is the attitude I had after I learned my birth father wasn’t ready to know me. It really didn’t hurt me that he wasn’t jumping up and down to talk to me because why should he be? He has no idea how cool I am. He has no idea how sweet I am. He has no idea the value I bring to my family. He doesn’t know that I am a good person so why would he be excited to know me? I don’t blame him for that. Besides all of that, he didn’t know I ever existed so it is a lot to take in! If he is never ready to contact me, I am ok with that too because I have all I could ever need in my life with amazing family and friends. I think a part of me was actually relieved that he wasn’t ready because it is a huge emotional investment getting to know a new family. I did it before with my birth mother, which turned out so awesome and worth every bit of those emotions. But I wasn’t sure I was ready to go through all of that again and what are the odds it would turn out as well as it did with her? Although I wanted him to know I existed, I wasn’t so sure about getting to know a new family so I think he did me a favor. For now, we are all better off where just as we are. But I am sure if he ever does get to know me, he will say to me: I had no idea how great it would be to know you!