When I was 18, I said goodbye to my father. There was no drama. No big blowout. Two sentences effectively closed the door on any relationship that I would ever have with him.
"You know I love you."
"You have a funny way of showing it."
And that was it. I closed that chapter of my life and walked away. This isn't to say that it was easy, or that I was not forever changed by those first 18 years. Far from it.Read More