I lied to my father and said my father had the nickname “Otter” because he was the handsome son. He believed it, and my brother helped me feed into it.

My father died last year in a drowning accident at the lake. I was only 5 years old when my mother and father separated but I can’t remember why. She was pretty cold towards him. She could also be cold with me. I never once have able to hug her. When I was 14, my mother took me out to lunch. She told me my father she slept with my uncle. She told me my uncle was my real father. I was in shock. I never felt so low. I didn’t know how she could do that. But after so many years I forgave her. <br><br>When my father passed away, I was so distraught. I didn’t believe my mother. I always believed that my dad was my real father. At his funeral, everyone came up to me and hugged me. All of his family, friends, step family, everyone. They all hugged me and were so nice to me. My uncle told me he was sorry for his mistakes and he had wanted to reach out to me all these years.<br><br>My dad’s family never believed me when I told them what my mother said. They set up a DNA test for me, which came out positive that I was related to my dad’s family. They also made my uncle take a DNA test and he came out to be my father. My mother never apologized for what she did.<br><br>My dad was the kind of person who made friends with everyone. He was always so nice to everyone no matter what. He always gave people chances. He always forgave everyone. I think that is why he never cut my mother out of his life. <br><br>My dad’s nickname was Otter. I made up a story that my dad was called Otter because he was handsome and my brother pushed the story even further. My dad would get really happy when I would tell him that. He would laugh and smile. I told this story to everyone at his funeral and they all believed me. My dad’s family even put that in his obituary; “He was handsome and charming, cute nicknames ranging from Otter to Uncle Otter.” <br><br>I forgive my mother. I forgive my uncle. I will still always love them, but I don’t ever want to see them again.