Frank & Friday the 13th

Well... Friday the 13th was a great day for me. After I posted the other night, my birth father and I continued to message each other the next day. I arrived to work at 1pm Friday afternoon. Shortly after I arrived I got a message from him telling me he remembered my birth mom, and knows who she is, and for me to call him ASAP. It all ended up clicking for him! So come to find out he IS my biological father. His name is Frank, as well is my adopted father's name is Frank (small world)! I was busy at work so I had to wait until my break at 7pm(!!!) to call him. My stomach had millions of butterflies, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry, I was so nervous. As it was a beautiful evening, I sat outside to call him. I sat down, the phone started ringing, my stomach sank. I stood up and walked around, sat back down, stood up again. I paced as a man with a thick Jersey accent says "Hello" on the other end. We talked to each other for about 45 minutes about everything. He told me he is so excited about me and so happy. Although I look a lot like my biological mother, I definitely have his personality. He filled in the pieces for me by telling me my nationality, about my half sisters, etc. I found out I'm Irish and Native American, which is so cool! I have two half sisters through him, Brianna and Cheyenne. His wife also has two children, Tiffany and Evan; which would be my step-half(?) siblings. He's a bounty hunter (coolest job ever!!!) and a tattoo artist on the side (also cool)!! He loves to draw, paint, and photograph. I definitely got my artistic side from him. Yesterday he sent me some of the sweetest texts and told me he's so excited about me! He's such a sweet, sweet man and I am so blessed to have found him! So excited to meet him one day!