To my beloved daughter,
Hannah Benson

First and foremost, please know this I have never stopped loving you, not for a single moment.

I understand you may have felt abandoned. The truth is painful: I spent years searching for you — writing letters that were returned, knocking on doors that led nowhere, and hoping every birthday that somehow my words would reach you.

Your mom kept your whereabouts private, and I respected her space, but it meant I had no phone number, no address, no way to wish you Happy Birthday or send Christmas gifts. Each failed attempt broke my heart. The grief pushed me into deep depression and, tragically, fourteen suicide attempts. I share this not to burden you, but to explain just how much losing you hurt.

Life threw me more storms my wife passed away in 2016, and I faced homelessness, chronic health issues, and PTSD from past traumas. Yet through everything, one hope tethered me to this world: the chance to meet you.

If you are reading this, it means that hope may finally become reality. I am ready — any day, any time to talk, to listen, and to build the bond we were both denied.

Please write me at [email protected]

Your message will reach only me, and I will answer as soon as I see it.

You are half of my heart, Hannah Benson, and I am profoundly sorry for the years we lost.

I have been thru some serious life changes and I'm a really kind and nice person.

Lets heal together and start writing new memories.