A good part of the past few days has been sifting through the old: photos, memories, etc. Unfortunately, the stuff that has been surfacing is a mixed bag — the result of 30 years of wondering if we even mattered to the man that we once called Daddy. Ultimately, the goal is to salvage any buried treasures and, hopefully, let go of the unwanted energies that have muddied our view of this man over the past many years.
And somewhere, under all of this rubble, is forgiveness. Each of us, must keep on searching until we find it.
Be selfish. He was your father.