My mother worked in a Gold mine at the river Madeira in 1987 and met my father, got pregnant and at the same time returned to Acre and found out she was pregnant, impossible to find my father again in a gold mine where the boats always change places.
When I was growing up I thought it would be impossible to find him because I only knew his first name, in a country of more than 200 million people this was unimaginable.
About 19 years ago my cousin's husband said he would help me find him because he works in the police, but I only had my father's first name and found it difficult to find him in such a continental country.
19 years later I find my cousin and her husband again by coincidence in Rio de Janeiro and we went out to talk and he asked me if I still had the desire to find him. I thought, I am traveling around Brazil now, a year of many connections, who knows, maybe I will find this man.. The cousin's husband looked in a system and found 88 Elinaldos (my father's name). I thought, if he is alive, he is one of these.
This little seed grew and two days later I called my mother to have a more enlightening conversation with her 😂 I asked her to focus and give me some tips that could help me, but she also did not have much information, she only knew his first name, the name of the gold mine, she thought he might be from Pará or Paraná ... had my height and light eyes... and I said, Mom, nothing else..!? Then she thought about it and said, I heard his friends once call him "Cacheta". I thought, this could help me! I contacted a friend of my mother's who also worked at Garimpo and now lives in the USA, she also didn't have much information, but said she told him that my mother might be pregnant.
I googled "Elinaldo gold minr" and got nothing... Elinaldo Cacheta... 1 match.. 11:48 am..
I accessed his profile and investigated like FBI, this Elinaldo was from Pará and lived in Porto Velho, where my mother said he lived before... I got tachycardic and called my mother . 4 hours later my mom answers and I send her two pictures of him, I hang up and she goes to WhatsApp to look at the pictures, she didn't answer for an hour, imagine my anxiety? my mom's friend said that this face was not strange? that it could be, but she was not sure, she asked me for his Facebook profile and I sent it. 5 hours later my mom sends a message saying that she looks a little like him and I also look like him, but it was 34 years ago and she was not sure... I thought... this soap opera has no end!
I sent a message to several people who seemed close to him saying "my mother worked at the gold mine and is bringing people together", a big lie. No one answered. Meanwhile, my mother's friend sent her another picture and my mother recognized that it was Elinaldo. I was on the beach at 5:48 pm when I read my mother's message.
"Jairo, it's him, he is your father".
I was speechless, looked at the sugar loaf, took my coconut and drank the rest of the water staring at the sugar loaf and half in ecstasy. I couldn't believe what was happening, it seemed unreal. It had taken me so long to find him and suddenly he was here... it seemed so easy.
I kept looking at his profile and looking for information, I found a woman who had tagged him in a Facebook post, I saw that she had a number and called her. She answered and I nervously told her the same story
"My mom and her friend are creating a community with former miners, Elinaldo is one of them, right? She was a little surprised and suspicious ... a number from Sao Paulo calling is never a good thing 😂 (Telemarketing or from inside a penitentiary) I asked her anyway to give Elinald my number ... I hung up and my friend said: really? A group of former miners? I said, I had to improvise 😂
I thought, this friend of his will not call me ... I called a lawyer who had the same last name as Elinaldo in another profile (Carvalho). This man said he didn't know him and blocked me from WhatsApp, I thought ... is Elinaldo running away from me now? Then I was at Urca beach with my friend thinking .... I will call this woman again and tell her the truth... that is what I did and she was very attentive and said she would give him my phone number... meanwhile I found a post of him on Facebook with a phone number... I called and there was no answer. So I sent a message to his possible number, I thought, "look, I don't need to be afraid of his reaction, if he wants to meet me he will show up" So I sent it very directly
"Hello Elinaldo (cacheta) how are you? This is your son speaking. Gold mine 87, my mother is Josi. If you are interested in knowing who I am, call me...
20 minutes later my phone rings... a number from Porto Velho... I started to get nervous and answered... IT WAS HIM... that millisecond where you wait to know if the first word will be welcoming or he will deny everything... For my happiness he was very attentive and we had a very interesting chat, he said he would not run away from this. That he does remember my mother. I don't remember the conversation very well because I was with a lot of adrenaline, but it was good and I felt a good energy talking to him, afterwards we exchanged several messages until today, we will make a big meeting and do a paternity test. Just for protocol anyway, even his wife thinks I'm the spitting image of himH 😂
He has two more kids, a girl older than me and a younger boy. He is from Santarém in Pará. Now I understand my love for açaí and tacacá, it was in my vein 😂
When will we meet ? I don't know yet, but I hope it will be soon! My birthday is being different, even away from many people I love, I'm happy 😊
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