The Note Page #8

Do you believe in miracles?

Why?

I was pregnant

when gil died.

I fell into

a deep depression -

total despair -

and I tried to end

my own life...

And I nearly lost the baby.

After she was born,

I couldn't care for her

and I couldn't care for myself,

so children's services

took her.

And then several months later,

my father convinced me

to let them put her up

for adoption.

But if I had been normal

I never would have

given up baby.

But you weren't,

were you...

Normal?

No, not for a long time.

You ever try to find her,

your daughter?

No, I never looked for her.

Why?

I didn't have the right.

I tried to take her life

when I attempted to take my own.

But now,

because of this note,

I believe that

she's found me.

You mean the girl who...?

Yes.

Come on.

I know it sounds crazy,

but there's evidence

and... in my heart I know.

I know that's my daughter.

Did you tell her

that you think

you might be her mother?

No.

I was afraid that the truth

about why I gave her up

would be more painful

for her

than just not knowing.

I set out to offer

somebody else

a Christmas miracle,

but I ended up with my own.

Listen to me...

You have kept

the most private,

intimate details

of your life

all to yourself,

for so many years.

That's gonna change now.

You're not alone, Peyton,

not anymore.

Not anymore.

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Tell us if you would,

Mr. walton, about your feelings

when you first saw that note.

Well, I thought how great

it would be

if it turned out to be written

by my father.

And then when you actually

opened it

and you saw that message inside,

you...?

I know this is difficult

for you, so...

I wish I'd given my father

a reason to forgive me,

but I hadn't.

The note...

Was not meant for me.

wait a minute,

did I, uh, hear you right?

Did you just say that the note

was not meant for you?

The um...

It turns out that the...

The note was not meant

for Tanner walton and so...

Dear readers:

I visited and spoke with

my third and final prospect.

He claimed the note.

At the time,

I had no reason to doubt him.

Since then,

I've met a young woman

who persuaded me that the note

had been written for her.

She had convincing proof,

but I didn't need her evidence

to realize the note had at last

come full circle.

Through this journey,

my friends,

I've learned something else:

The note itself is not

the most important thing,

the message is,

for it contains the power

of life and love.

Macgruder.

Do you have any idea

how stupid you made me look?

Yes.

Who's the girl?

I promised her anonymity.

What the hell am I suppose

to tell my audience?

Tell them what I said

in my column.

The note or who wrote it

isn't really that important.

It's the message that matters.

That's absurd.

Peyton?

Peyton?

Finally,

i understand why the note

was given to me,

not because of what I could do

for it,

but because of what it could do

for me.

Great story!

Hey.

Hey.

How the heck do you reply

to a text message?

It's from your son.

Yeah.

That's great.

What do you want me to say?

How soon...

Can you get here?

Perfect.

That's great.

How about joining us?

I will do the cooking.

Now there's a tough offer

to turn down,

but I'm afraid

I'm gonna have to...

This time.

I am, however, available

on new year's Eve.

This search has done something

to my heart,

tearing down old walls.

Through the painful process,

i learned something:

That the heart most in need

of healing was my own.

Throughout my search

I've shared the anguish

of despairing people

and I've finally learned

to share my own pain.

Hi.

Hi.

Come on in.

it's so beautiful.

Gosh, I'm sorry.

I should've brought you

a gift.

You being here is

the best Christmas gift

I've ever had.

And if you don't mind,

Christine,

I'd like to tell you why.

Okay.

The note, after all,

was a message of forgiveness,

and to this broken heart

it has not lost

its power to restore.

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