How lovely, Barbara. Thank you. It was only recently that I was able to look at my father beyond the drunken exterior into the man he desperately wanted to be ( and was, in health) and love both versions of the man. I am very grateful for having had that at all. ❤

And I believe he will never be truly gone. I keep myself open to any connection that may be possible now and going forward.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.