Dear Love of My Life, I have kept a pretty big secret from you for nearly twenty-seven years now. There were many times I was tempted to come clean with you about it but I could never quite muster the courage. When I got pregnant right after my previous marriage had ended, I called you and told you it was your child. However, in the back of my mind, I knew there was a chance, although slim, that it could be his child and not yours. Making it all the more difficult to believe that the child was yours due to your inability to conceive with your previous wife in all the years you were with her. I didn't find out until the day our daughter was born. I'm so sorry I kept that from you. Had she not been your daughter, I couldn't have lived with myself. Forever, Your Love.