Hey everyone. My name is Dmitry, father to my precious daughter Dasha who's now 13 years young. I'm going to explain my story and the wreckage of my past that I'm dealing with currently. February is going to be the 3rd year I have not seen nor spoken to my daughter since she moved away to Tennessee. I delivered my own daughter in a birthing water tub at a birthing center in Newhall, CA, on August 27th, 2012. Her mother and I split shortly after. My focus was my career as a chef ,and being a father meant to keep the bank full so mom was financially secure for our daughters need and wants. Although the pregnancy which wasn't planned, happened. I did the responsible thing and became a father. After taking my daughter's mother to court to get my parental rights as a father (which were granted), her mother met someone else, had another child, and moved to Tennessee. My daughter, at the time 11 years old, said, "Dad, I want to go to TN with my mom," which broke my heart. Her mom, being the custodial parent and great mother that she is (not to talk bad but not a great co-parent), asked my permission, which without any hesitation I said yes to. We agreed we would keep an open line of communication and I would very easily be involved still. Unfortunately, that's not how things ended up playing out.

My personal story/struggle:

I have struggled with alcoholism and proudly today can say I've been in recovery for many years. (And honestly, I've made a few bad choices and have had a few failed attempts.) I didn't get it right my first attempt, but my sponsor says better late than never. I've made my recovery a priority because my daughter means the world to me.

I've been heartbroken coming on 3 years now, and now that the fog has lifted and my priorities realigned, I need her back in my life the way she was growing up. Addiction is real and not an easy thing to deal with and overcome.

With God in my life today, I'm prioritizing what's really important. I'm asking for help to get to Tennessee and knock on the door of her home to see her. The holidays are a difficult time for me that bring up amazing memories yet bring a lot of pain to my heart. I'm willing to do anything to show her I've become the man and dad that she wants and needs. She has an amazing mother, stepdad, and brother now. I have a lot of making up to do and am willing to put my pride and ego aside and ask for help. The consequences of my past bad decisions are still creeping up on me, and the wreckage of my past is something I want to continue to fix. I'm barely scraping by the way it is, but now comes a time to ask for a hand up, not a handout. Please help me reunite with my precious daughter Dasha. Asking for help is what men do, and I'm not going to feel any type of embarrassment or shame for it, trust me....took a lot of courage to even attempt this.

Any and all contributions will pay for a roundtrip plane ticket ($600 which needs to be booked in advance), car rental from the airport for a week ($600) hotel or Airbnb ($1000), food and miscellaneous travel expenses gas ($1000)

I'm scared to do the right thing, but I'm more fearful to not. Any remaining money will open up a savings account for my princess Dasha.

That's the bottom line truth.

I've gotten a mixed reaction from people who know me. Alot of positivity and even more negativity shaming me and thinking a lot of foul play due to my past. I'm not the same person I was 10 years, 1 year, 1 month or 1 days ago.

I cannot change my past but I can continue to build a better future sober from any drugs or alcohol.

Contributions can be in the form of prayer as well, as God has become the driver in my life today.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and I appreciate any and all the love.

I want to take my contributors on this journey with me from the airport to the final result. Please be apart of the venture and help make an impact. I want to fill the missing like in my heart and God is telling me now is the time to fight harder than ever for what's right.

God bless you all and happy holidays