He had been in love with a young woman named Sarah.
Sarah became pregnant.
My father was planning to marry her, but just two weeks after their baby was born, something happened that changed everyone’s lives.
One evening, Sarah disappeared, leaving the baby at Grandma’s house.
She left behind a short note.
“I can’t be this child’s mother. Don’t look for me.”
My father was furious.
He spent days searching for Sarah, calling her relatives, and contacting the police.
But Sarah couldn’t be found.
The responsibility of caring for the baby fell to my father and grandmother.
A few months later, Sarah’s older brother, David, came to their house.
He explained that Sarah was struggling with serious emotional difficulties and wasn’t ready to return.
He offered to take the baby into his family temporarily, until things improved.
My father refused.
But Grandma convinced him.
