I do not know my father. I may have known him as a baby, but I am not even sure of that. I have no pictures, nothing of him, from him. I found out today, he has died recently. There is not even a funeral. I do not even know his last name. I often thought that maybe some day I would look for him, maybe meet him, but now, I have lost the chance. My aunt believes he died of cancer, and he had apparently been ill for a while. She said he had been living with "Donna", and that "RJ" wasn't even speaking to him any more. RJ is my older half brother, who I have never met. I only know one Donna, and I don't think he would have been staying with her. All my aunt said was that he had no funeral, and he didn't have anything, he was not a good person. What a thing to tell me huh? Now I don't know how to feel. I want some answers, but I don't want to actually ask. Is it better not to know?
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