Father, son, brother…

Today I had dinner with my father and brother.

It still seems a strange sentence, as it was not able to be said a short time ago. Here we are-

I never knew my father until three years ago, when aged 40, I decided it was time to try to track him down. I discovered in the process a whole new family, including a half brother who lives in Scotland.

There is a long story about how all this fits together, but for now, I will say this- I am grateful.

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