
07/04/2025
I lost contact with my daughter 13 years ago, after my wife left me for someone else. Just yesterday, a letter showed up addressed to “Grandpa Ben,” and from that moment, my entire world turned upside down. Thirteen years. That’s how long it had been since I last saw my daughter, Lily. She was only twelve when my ex-wife, Melissa, decided to walk away from our life together. Back then I was 38, working long hours trying to keep our family afloat. I remember the moment as if it happened yesterday. It was a scorching July afternoon in Dayton, Ohio. I’d just gotten home from a construction job, covered in sweat and dust, when I found Melissa calmly sitting at the kitchen table, an odd stillness about her. “Ben, this isn’t working anymore,” she said, cold and rehearsed. Full story 👇 in the first comment 💬👀