Maybe Someday.

Many of you probably do not know this but I was conceived and raised by a single parent through the use of artificial reproductive technologies (ART) through a process called artificial insemination (AI). My biological father is a literal sperm donor.

Every once in a while I feel this sense of loss or discomfort. Normally this results in a few minutes or days looking through my DNA matches on Ancestry for the ones that I share with my sisters. Occasionally I write instead. I wrote this poem months ago and found it recently. I like it too much not to share.

The themes present could translate well to anyone with a family member they do not know although it was written specifically with anonymous donor conception in mind.
Without further ado...

Maybe Someday

You don't know me and I can't know you.

We are complete mysteries to each other. 

Maybe someday that will change.

Maybe someday.

I say that a lot, you know.

Maybe someday.

Perhaps that comes from you.

I don't suppose I'll ever know.

To you I was always just a potential.

An unknown.

A possibility.

A someday.

But someday came and here I am.

Even if you don't know me, I am here.

You don't have to know me for that to be true.

I exist and, you know what?

I am amazing.

That's all I'd like you to know.

Maybe someday you can see that for yourself.