We have a friend who I will call “P” for anonymity purposes. He is vietnamese and never knew who his father was. He was raised by a man who acted like his father, was not very good to him but was his father figure. They were estranged since he didn’t treat P well. Several years ago he moved down to San Diego because his wife who is of Mexican heritage had family down there. They moved down and both got work there and bought a house. Flash forward to about a year ago. He was laid off and so was his coworker in HR. She mentioned an internship at a company she got a job at or knew about (can’t recall which it is). P decided to stay in school and finish his MBA at the time so he welcomed the opportunity. He applies, meets another vietnamese girl there who, after getting to talking, realize they both may know his father. She said she’d ask her mom if perhaps his father served in the army with P’s father. She goes home, asks his mom questions about whether her father was stationed at that location and he had been. She also asked if her father happened to have fathered a child out of wedlock because apparently P looked enough like someone in her family to raise suspicion. Her mother confirmed that her father had indeed had a child out of wedlock. She asked if she knew the name and it was P’s name. She keeps this information to herself. She now believes P is her half brother. She and her husband have dinner with P a week later but she still does not reveal what she knows or suspects. She has her husband meet P and her husband confirms that P does look like her grandmother. Finally she reveals what she knows. They take a paternity test and it confirms he is related to this girl and now her father. P found his biological father. Isn’t this an amazing story? P’s mother had died during their passage here on a refugee boat at the hands of a pirate who was trying to get money or valuables from them. This story was told to my chinese cute momma friend who P is friends with from college. This is basically how we all got to know P, through my cute chinese friend. I couldn’t believe the story. You couldn’t make this up.
At the end, P’s biological father wants to have a relationship with P. P seemed open to it from the gist of the story. Amazing.
What I commented on to my cute chinese mommy friend was that P would never have run into his half sister had he never moved down to San Diego. She points out that P would never had moved down to San Diego had he not married his wife. Which is very true. Had he not gotten laid off, he would never had applied for this internship. Had he never applied to this internship, he never would have run into his half sister. Amazing how the series of events, most of which could have been classified as negative for some brought him to his biological father. It sometimes shows you that an event that could seem negative lead to something positive.
