And that title is dedicated to my boy, who's been working hard on reestablishing a good relationship with his parents. We've talked about this some; we've talked about the problems I have with my dad. You might have noticed if you're a recurrent reader that I only capitalize my Momma's name and never my dad's.
Today I had to go to my folks' place to get my new car tag and more importantly, spend time with Momma. I've not spent time with her since she moved out. Oh, and so you know, I had a great time with her and we're working on summer visiting plans and the like. All's well there.
She went for a nap, and left me with my dad. I ended up talking with him for a hour or so. I told him that I do love him and I know that he did his best, but that I've still got problems with him that I'm not quite ready to discuss. I had to be honest with him, what's the point otherwise?
For one of the first times, he seemed to understand, listen, and he did back off. We'll see how this goes. But it's an itsy-bitsy open door, and really, folks, that's something.
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