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Well, today is Dad's birthday... I had this
enlarged and framed accompanied by a letter. The picture looks better than how it scanned, btw. Anywho, I wrote a long ass letter about how I never gave him a chance after he left, no matter how hard he tried to make up for it... I listed a couple instances that stuck out in my mind regarding him trying to patch things up yet I was too stubborn to give in... quite emotional, and I ended up balling my eyes out the entire time I wrote it. It ended with: I can't reverse time and change the way I acted, nor can I ignore the pain we've both inflicted on eachother unknowingly. What I can do is make an offer - that if you're willing, I'd like to bridge the gap together. I'd like to heal old wounds and move past them. I want a relationship with my father, a man I barely know if at all; and I'm hoping he would like a true relationship with his daughter. So once you've read this and have the time, I'd love to talk. ...it's been three hours now and I still haven't heard from him. *sigh*
After I dropped it off I went and bought flowers and decided to make an anonymous delivery to Rachel's grandmother. With everything going on, my heart goes out to her since she doesn't have anyone left in Fayetteville anymore. My plan was to drop the flowers off, ring the door bell and watch from my car to make sure she got them. It didn't quite work out that way. She stared at me through the window knowing I was the person who rang the door bell but she didn't recognize me, nor did she realize what was going on; so I had to call Rachel and have her tell Grandma to open the door. Of course, the entire time I was hoping to keep it anonymous but Rachel told Grandma that they were from me so I got out of my car to give her a hug and such. Grandma now has my cell number to call incase of an emergency or if she needs anything, which makes me feel remarkably better. :-) She's a kick ass grandma.
enlarged and framed accompanied by a letter. The picture looks better than how it scanned, btw. Anywho, I wrote a long ass letter about how I never gave him a chance after he left, no matter how hard he tried to make up for it... I listed a couple instances that stuck out in my mind regarding him trying to patch things up yet I was too stubborn to give in... quite emotional, and I ended up balling my eyes out the entire time I wrote it. It ended with: I can't reverse time and change the way I acted, nor can I ignore the pain we've both inflicted on eachother unknowingly. What I can do is make an offer - that if you're willing, I'd like to bridge the gap together. I'd like to heal old wounds and move past them. I want a relationship with my father, a man I barely know if at all; and I'm hoping he would like a true relationship with his daughter. So once you've read this and have the time, I'd love to talk. ...it's been three hours now and I still haven't heard from him. *sigh*
After I dropped it off I went and bought flowers and decided to make an anonymous delivery to Rachel's grandmother. With everything going on, my heart goes out to her since she doesn't have anyone left in Fayetteville anymore. My plan was to drop the flowers off, ring the door bell and watch from my car to make sure she got them. It didn't quite work out that way. She stared at me through the window knowing I was the person who rang the door bell but she didn't recognize me, nor did she realize what was going on; so I had to call Rachel and have her tell Grandma to open the door. Of course, the entire time I was hoping to keep it anonymous but Rachel told Grandma that they were from me so I got out of my car to give her a hug and such. Grandma now has my cell number to call incase of an emergency or if she needs anything, which makes me feel remarkably better. :-) She's a kick ass grandma.