I miss you every day,
Searching for my son
Where are you?
My ex-wife, Ulla Christina Magnusson attempted to cancel my paternity, but she lost. The Court confirmed it.
Despite the fact that my son desperately wanted to see me, and with total disregard for the law, she has denied me any contact with him for over 9 years.
But what’s even worse, she took him out of school to keep him with her full time, isolated him. He’s 19 now but has no life outside of living with her. It’s not only insane, but so unfair for him to be deprived of a normal young man’s life. It’s just so sad!
I won trial, appeal and Supreme Court but due to Covid-19 it took over 5 years. Meanwhile, my ex-wife totally excluded me from my son’s life. 9 long years. He’s 19 now.
Thanks to the social media I finally got to see him and talk to him, in Monaco, on February 26,2023. A few minutes only, but I did!! I want to thank the lady who took a picture in Monaco and privately messaged me. I flew there, waited for weeks, but finally I could see my son. It had been quite a shock, he had become so tall! I was told that they barely left the apartment and when doing it, they were together all the time. But I got lucky to be there on her 63rd birthday and caught them for lunch at a restaurant. He was a child last time I saw him, he had become a young man.
She attempted to call the security but he stood up, stopped her from doing it and agreed to follow me a few steps away to talk. We got only a few minutes because of my ex-wife’s constant interruptions. Each time, he told her to go back to her table but a minute after she was back again, hugging him, trying to take him away. The emotion was so high, but at least he knows now that I never gave up on him.
Alex, I’m so proud about the way you handled it.
You may ask yourself why is she so afraid of me talking to you? Could it be because the full story she’s told you for the past 9 years may collapse?
You told me that you have very few memories about our years together. It’s so sad, we did so much in your first ten years, and had so much fun together, you and me. I read that memories are formed by what you have been told, or pictures you have seen. You haven’t been told the truth! I also remember you telling me, when you desperately wanted to see me, in LA, during the first months of the divorce, that your mom had all pictures of you and me deleted. Fortunately, I have most of them saved on my laptop. I just added more in the Photo Gallery page. I also added a letter for you. Remember, there are always 2 sides of a story, and you only heard one. I’d like to share the truth with you, the whole truth about your birth, your very first years, the past 9 years.
Isolation and brainwashing can impair your memory. You should form your own opinion about me. You’re too smart not to do it. I’m the same person who raised you for ten years, and was there with you every step of the way. I saw every game you played, every school performance, and remember how excited we were, each time, to tell your mother all about it when we got back home. Your mom used to describe me to everyone as the best dad you could ever have.
I’m really sad that you haven’t tried to contact me since last February. I have no doubts you were scolded and threatened as it has happened before, and I feel so sorry for you, but please now do it, I miss you so much.
As I told you, I’m not asking you to choose between your mom and me. No child should ever been asked something like that. I just would like you to allow me to be part of your life again. I know this may not seem easy for you right now, but let’s start with a few hours together, you and me, and it will be up to you to decide if you want to continue or not. I’ll respect your choice. You’re 19 now and free to make your own choices.
I’ll fly anywhere, anytime to meet with you. Just give me a sign. If you’re too scared of getting caught by your mom, please find somebody to contact me. Also, just in case, no worries about the money, just get out the house, check into an hotel and contact me. I’ll take care of everything. Please just do it.
How could I not fall in love with such a cute baby? After a few days, I was totally enamored, I let the nannies go and raised you as my own child until you were taken away from me. We were inseparable. I enjoyed every moment! You did too! I’m sure you remember it. So Champ, listen to your heart and reach out to me.
From your first steps in Monaco to your elementary school graduation in Los Angeles… From the Lenval Children Hospital in Nice, to all your school shows and events, all your sport competitions… I was always present, always by your side. I’ll always be. Just you and me, and we had so much fun together.
Smart child, happy child, doing great in school, easy going and full of life… You were also so sweet and loving and I sincerely hope you still are. Some of your last words to me were “Dad, be careful, she lies and bribes everybody” and you added “promise me you’ll never give up on me”… I promise, I never will.
Despite the fact you had to change school many times, you never complained and were always doing great. I remember that in 4th grade, the teacher assigned the class a project to prepare at home. The project was about your favorite super hero. When all kids would choose characters like Batman, Captain America… , you chose me, your dad as a super hero, and did the full project on me! “First time it happened in my class” the teacher told me, she was touched. I had tears in my eyes when I saw the full project with pictures of you and me.
You loved tennis, Rafa, Roger Federer… You started playing at a early age and even told your coach Kris, that you wanted to be a tennis Pro! Swimming was one of your favorites, maybe because we spent so much time in Hawaii. You also learned how to play golf at a young age. We used to play everyday in the summer. You soon became better than me… You loved skiing too. We had so much fun in Mammoth Lakes, skiing, snowmobiling, fooling around in the snow… And you also loved fast cars!! Remember “push Papa , push”!
This is the poster you did for my last birthday together. You were ten! We had lunch in a nice restaurant in Beverly Hills, played tennis in the afternoon and dinner at home… the two of us.
You felt things were not going well….. You said you were preparing an even better one for Father’s Day, but i never got to see it!
Alexander is 19 now. He not only got deprived of a normal childhood with a loving father, but also from the things he loved the most: sports and friendships by being taken out of school and isolated. The divorce agreement stipulated that I should see my child every other Sunday. She never allowed it. People asked me how could a mother do something like that to her own child…. Christina Magnusson is the only one who can answer it.
I want Alexander to be happy!
I see no happiness at all in the pictures above.
I didn’t see it either in Monaco. I spent many days there waiting, hoping to see and talk to him. It never happened until that day at a restaurant. One afternoon, I saw him running from one side of the terrace to the other, on the 21rst floor, back and forth. It broke my heart. Why? The building is right next to the beaches.
Is he free to decide what he wants to do?
It reminds me the sad but true story of the Californian couple who kept their 13 children sequestrated at home for years, until one of them escaped and sought help.
Alexander’s situation is slightly different, as he gets to move from one great place to another, but what about freedom? What about friendship? Is he free to live like any 19 years old, experience life on his own? A golden cage is still a cage, and this makes me so sad.
I don’t know where they actually are, where my son is. I got to tell him about this website, I just hope he’ll be able to see it. I hope somebody will help me to reach out to my son. If you know anything about him, how to contact him, please contact me.
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