It had been more than a week since I thought I saw my Dad at the restaurant. I couldn't even let Julia know about it. Mom had felt more hurt than I over his departure so the last thing she needed was to be reminded of him. I had checked out the family album and realized how little I had been thinking of the past moments with my Dad. It was like I had buried him deep down in my heart so I wouldn't miss him and now… I thought I saw him and I realized I had actually been missing him all this time.
Does Zoe also wish she knew her Dad?
I pursed my lips as the thought jostled through my mind. I had never told her anything about her Dad. And seeing how the absence of mine affected my self worth just made me wonder if my daughter was actually going to be okay without a father figure in her life
