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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

dear dad

My father left me and my mom and brother when I was three or so. I met him once years later, spoke to him just a couple of times. Anyway, I knew he married several times after that and had kids but I've had absolutely NO contact with any of them. So a couple of days ago I get an e-mail from Facebook from my half-sister, Lisa. She says she knew that she had a sister out somewhere but my father never talked about the past so she never knew anything about me. I wrote back. We'll see if anything comes of it. My family has never been what you'd call even minimally close. My mom and my sons are pretty much it.

What it did make me realize is that I am really pissed at him. He left us, never paid my mom any support for my brother and me, no cards, no contact AT ALL. What a schmuck.

Of course, he's dead now, so I can't let him know that he was a complete jerk. In addition, I am told that being pissed at him will only hurt me (especially since he's dead) and I should let it go. So I will. I will deal with it with humor. He was an irresponsible butthead but he's dead now. That's enough payback for anyone.

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Don't know why he's clothed in the shower, and don't care.

Don't know why he's clothed in the shower, and don't care.
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