good morning
Hi everyone. I brought Keiths girls and their mom to the airport this morning. I am so grateful that I picked up the phone and invited these girls to stay here while dad was dying. We had never had a good relationship, when I met them they resented me, and I resented them. Neither side ever gave the other a chance...Who would have thought I would be sad to see them go. I will be going to my office today for a few hours, then come back home, start bagging his stuff that they didn't want...I have a long way to go, in 2 weeks, I find he is doing crack, he has hep c, he had been stealing money from my accts, and now he is dead....I cannot believe I don't hate his guts...I do feel he is at peace now...now I want a piece of that peace...Where to start????