I haven’t seen my father in over ten years. Our relationship is best described as being broken. I miss him terribly and I’m equally responsible for this sad state we’ve come to. After years of back and forth, I think we’ve both decided that ours is not a father/daughter bond-to-be.
Last June, a story I wrote about my father was published in a national magazine. This did not bode well with my father. It was a risk – putting my feelings out there for the world (and my father) to read – but it was my story – my experience – my feelings. There are always two sides to a story; I chose to share my side as a means to make peace with our past. READ MORE