“Yes, they had been searching for me — well, not for me at that point, but for their father,” he said. Though my relationship with my father was complicated and tenuous, I loved my father. They invited me to join an upcoming Zoom call with my father, where they intended to ask him more about himself. My half-sister’s love for him, untainted by the past, coupled with my openness to his overture of amends, was a lifeline for him. His loving family — including my brother, two of my new half-sisters and two of my new half-brothers — gathered at his bedside.
