“Dad?”
Saying I was perplexed was the understatement of the year. I flew right into his arms, feeling the warmth of this fatherly embrace. I had missed him so much, I can’t even begin to put it into words. I let my tears flow freely down my face, the stress, and sorrow finally finding their way out of me, soaking my father’s shirt in small puddles of shed pain. My life was a complete mess, all I wanted was some peace, tranquility, some serenity. I thought I would get that after talking to Matt this morning, that we would somehow find our way back to each other, learn how to forgive, and overcome all that had happened in the last month.
Now that I knew his real motivations, it didn’t truly make it any better, but at least it was understandable. At least I knew that what he did, he did out
