After many months, maybe nearly a year – an email sent to my adopted dad…
I will never be able to say everything I feel to him, but I try.
I don’t want to hurt him… just want him too see me… for once.
to believe in me for once.
A Hard Road…
Do you know what my only regret is? It might surprise you. It is not any of our endless battles, not the pain I cause you or the pain I let you cause me… my only true regret is not going to the symphony with you when you asked me if I wanted to… was itevery Thursday, or just one a month?
I still hold animosity towards Jill & Katherine. That is my own challenge. I need to somehow forgive.
Do you remember the time driving home from somewhere, crossing the bridge on 52 when you asked me about my search for my Birth Mother? “I don’t know why you’re wasting your time, she’s probably dead anyway.”
Clear as day, still. After all this time.
I have grown. I think you might be proud…
After all, that’s all I ever wanted, but couldn’t seem to achieve. Every single passion I had for life was ripped to shreds by your questions, things I hadn’t thought about.
Dreams are more important than anything we could ever make tidy or explain…
I am still alive because of my dreams. ONLY because of my dreams.
Life is good for me now. I have the most incredible girlfriend I could ever wish for, and am in love with my life – though I am still fighting to get a few cash clients for my copywriting/content strategy business. I know it well and WILL rock it, just need to push the fears ingrained in me aside and KNOW that I can.
I can change lives. I already have… for the better.
I wish you the best. You always tried, and I appreciate that.
My birthday is in seven days. I am spending it, for the first time (save for the few minutes when I was brought into this world) with my Birth Mother. A gift from my girlfriend, who is driving me up to her home.
This will be the best one ever – and yes, I am including the train rides to Del Mar. I still talk about how much I loved those.
For that, and so much more – thank you.
You are a good person, dad. One of these days you just might be fortunate enough to have a bit of sense knocked into you. 😉