Hood

So I don't know why this keeps coming up in my life. Yesterday when I was at work my aunt printed off names beginning with "R", last name Hood. My father's last name. When I informed her that his name was Arthur she quickly returned to my desk with another print out. There is only one match for this name for the Vancouver area. It's the same information I have. Information I haven't needed or even thought about in years.

I know this was a friendly gesture because she hasn't talked to me in over a year and I think this is her way of getting the communication open and running again.

The trouble with this is two fold. One: she is bringing this up at work. Two: Been there, done that.

But what to I do? I mentioned to Jonathan that she had brought it up again and lo and behold ... they both think I should be going to BC and get this meeting done ... once and for all. Yeah right, like that is going to happen. I don't have a photo of him, I have zero proof. All I have is my Mom's say so that he is my father. And I don't trust that one bit. What if the poor guy isn't? Is it fair (to him) for me to make another attempt at contacting him? I'm making growling noises. Angry bear noises. Jonathan has gone so far as to say he is going to talk to my Mom about it and get some more facts. I say, "good luck Bud". How can I get zero facts in 45 years? How does he assume he can get anything concrete out of her when I've come up empty handed 100% of the time?

More angry bear noises. Done. Back to normal now.