Some of you may remember reading my post dated way back on 16th July, 2013, called “Ian’s Long Lost Dad”. Until recently I’ve found it incredibly hard to re-read.
I still remember the moment and feeling I had when looking for any information of Ian’s father, Frank Renton, and stumbling across the one thing I hadn’t expected – his death certificate. My heart dropped as I realised Ian’s would be broken.
But wow. Wow wow wow.
A few months ago, completely out of the blue almost 5 years on, I received this email. Honestly, it will always make me smile.
“Dear Free Help Guy
I am Frank Renton’s daughter and have been trying to find Ian. I have recently got a copy of Ian’s birth certificate and found out his full name which I googled. This came up with your article “Ian’s Long Lost Dad”.
Sometime before he died he received a letter from an agency on Ian’s behalf wanting to contact him. Dad desperately wanted to do this but as he was ill (with heart failure from a cardiomyopathy). I made a vow to do so on his behalf.
I really would like to contact Ian. And to meet him if he would like that. I have a CV that dad wrote describing his interesting work life and his sister is still alive and has recollections of both him and Rita, Ian’s mother.
I do hope you will reply to this. I am happy for you to send this to Ian and his wife.
I look forward to hearing from you, and Ian too, hopefully
Judith (formerly Renton)”
Woooow! Emailing Ian of the news was a little nerve-wracking. This news of having a half-sister was BIG, and being the person to deliver it felt like a bit of a responsibility. Of course, it was wholly positive but life changing nonetheless.
As the weeks passed, emails went back and forth. First from myself to Ian then back to Judith and eventually between the three of us before I bowed out to let them recollect alone. Ian living in the US and Judith being over here in the UK I wondered if and when they’d meet, careful not to let my curiosity get the better of me and to give them the time and space they needed.
It’s been a pleasure playing a tiny role in these two meeting. As a story with a happy ending, I couldn’t imagine two characters who deserve it more than they do. Peace.