About 30 years ago in Germany, I fell in love with an older woman. I was 19. She was 22. After about a year-long affair, I had to leave. I thought she would join me at some point, but it didn’t happen. She had my baby.
I’d like to know what ever happened to Liz. How she’s doing, how her life turned out. More so, I’d like to know about our child.
You know, we were young dumb kids, but that doesn’t mean we weren’t in love. I’m not smart, but I know what love is, Jenny. The baby was intentional—what happened after that was not, at least on my part.
I’ve been searching for over ten years now, relying on the increasing abilities of the internet to help me.
You know, I think I’d just really like some closure.