To Forgive or Not
How could my siblings still want to talk to him, see him or even forgive him after that? I refused to forgive him, I already knew I didn’t want any part of him. So, to me it didn’t matter if he came back or not. I was going to be fine either way. My oldest sibling and the “donor” already had some what of a relationship. They used to be in contact prior to his surprise visit. They would write letters to each other and he would send drawings that he had done in jail or prison (his first home) which ever one was housing him at the time. When I found out about the letters, I couldn’t help but wonder why he hadn’t written to me or my younger sibling only the oldest sibling. We all knew how to read, maybe not when we were babies but even still, mom could have read them to us or something. Anyway, that was his choice. It was irrelevant at this point.