So excited!

*Backstory*
My step-dad was always my daddy growing up. He was the man who raised me, the man I knew as “daddy”. When I was about 13 y/o I found a picture of myself, my brother, G, some man, and a guy I always thought was my cousin, K. I asked my mom about it and she told me that the man in the picture was really my dad. Mom told G and I all kinds of stories about Dad beating her, G and me. We hated him!
In 2002 G went into the USMC. He came home from boot camp with a list of names in the area we grew up in that matched our dad. We wanted to find him but, didn’t want to call all these men and say, “Hey! Are you my dad?”. So we never did.
In 2005 my pawpaw passed away. He is my mom’s dad. At his funeral my mom introduced me to a woman, S, and told me that she was my brother’s aunt. That didn’t make any sense to me because I thought that if she was my brother’s aunt she was mine too. Mom went on to tell me that the guy I thought was my cousin in all those pictures was actully my brother, 13 years my senior, and he wanted to get in contact with me. I was shocked, nervous, and really upset with my mother. She had lied to me and G for years! I gave S my number and finished my stay with family in W. Va for pawpaw’s funeral. As soon as I got back to work the following week, R and my SIL came to see me. I remember being in the office and seeing them walk in the door of the store. My heart started racing and I ran out to hug the man who, as a teenager chose to babysit my sister and I so that Mom and Dad could work. I cried. Brother cried. SIL cried. It was a very emotional first meeting.
We had dinner together that night and I asked brother everything I could about Dad and the things Mom had told me all my life. Brother told me that they were all lies. Brother loved my mom but didn’t understand why she would tell G and I these things.
After Brother and SIL left, I wrote Dad a letter and asked about all the things Brother and I had talked about. Dad also said that they were lies, he loved G and I and had been looking for us for over 20 years but, no one would tell him where we were. We were raised an hour from his house and didn’t even know it!
I met Dad on my 1st wedding anniversary, 2/12/06. That was also a very emotional meeting!
I’ve become a very big daddy’s girl in the past *almost* 4 years, to say the least. I talk to Dad and my step-mom sometimes 15x a day. 🙂

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In a little under 4 hours Brother, SIL, Dad, and step-mom are coming to dinner. I haven’t seen them in 6 months and am super, super excited! 🙂
I hide any contact I have with Dad from my best friend, my mother. She knows that I’ve met him but, we don’t talk about it. The first time she found out, she didn’t talk to me for a week and that hurt. Big time! I hate hiding it from her, not only because she’s my mom but, also because she’s my best friend. I tell her everything! She doesn’t seem to understand that I’m grown. I deserve to know my dad and my child deserve to know their pawpaw R and Granny S.