Feb 03, 2003 14:03
We made it in. Tired. Sore. Stressed. Too much driving.
And... my father was at the chrstening. Sober. Looking... much older than he is.
He's said five words to me in twelve years, and those were at my sister's wedding. At my niece's christening, he and his second wife came back to talk to me. They want to reconcile. 'This' has gone on too long.
Jesus H. Christ.
I foresee professional counseling in my future.
moving,
family