Exactly 13 years ago, I gave you a peck on the cheek as I went off to college, thinking I will see you 3 days later. Little did I know, that was the last time I was looking at you as Dad- for the time we spent together, we fought, we argued, we didn’t share ideologies but we also had fun, we danced, we shared a love for food, we went on drives, we discussed politics and sport and whatever else. You took away my innocence and you also taught me not to trust anyone but you didn’t take away my belief in the good. The inherent good. There are times I miss you, or is it more the idea of you, I am not sure but more often, I am glad you aren’t there around me today ‘cos all I can sense is disapproval for my travels, for the men I choose, for the way I live and every other choice that has made me the person I am today.
I am glad you were a part of my life. I do hope you are happy and well wherever you are. I also hope that someday you have the courage and nerve to apologise to your mother and mine.
For now, I love you, I thank you, I forgive you and I am sorry.
Your (by blood only) daughter,