After all this time, I didn't expect to finally see my dad again. I felt so happy when I met him and I hugged him right away. I cried in his arms, because I missed him so much even though I didn't remember what his face looked like before.
But when I felt the warmth of his body, I felt that longing and I knew that he was indeed my dad. We were finally able to reunite, and he told me many things about myself.
He showed me a photo album of me when I was little, and he kept it very well, and he said that he always looked at it and missed me.
"You have no idea how much I miss you. I've always dreamed of seeing you again and I finally managed to see you again in front of me," Dad said to me while holding my hand and now my daughter was on his lap.
She immediately recognized her grandfather, and felt comfortable with him. I guess she was just like me when I was a child.