Facebook isn't just social porn

I'm going to keep this short and sweet, but I've got some news I can't just keep with me for too long. After three years of finally accepting I will never find my father, the issue has resurfaced. If any of you know my past, I went through a similar episode a few years ago. It's all sticky, but the man I found then turned out not to be my father so I dropped the issue. It hurt. It was hard. But it did give me a sense of closure. I no longer had to put his name in google or some people search website. That is very comforting. Well, without effort on my part, the other man who could potentially be my father has been found and I'm almost ninety-nine percent sure he shares my genetics. I will feel stupid if he isn't because I am so sure, but right now I am sitting at my house waiting for a paternity test from the UPS man. (or woman, cough) For my own sake I'll keep it at that. Stay tuned...