HELLO MELISSA

I have been in touch with my dearly beloved and lost stepdaughter, Melissa (or Mel or Miaka) that I lost fourteen years ago. It's a long story but suffice it to say I talked to her a week ago and it was UN FREAKING BELIEVABLE. She was six when she last saw me and doesn't remember me much but oh, do I remember her and her brother Ron. They were "mine" for three years and I loved them, laughed with them, enjoyed them, cared for them, and missed them more than I can ever express. I have dreamed, literally, of finding them and losing them again and again. Now there'll be no more nightmares, no more waking up crying...an enormous weight has been lifted from me.

I'm so happpppy!