Royal Scroll
• 3/14/2006 - 03-14-06
Posted in Unspecified
My father is an amazing
creature. He has never had anything to do with me. I have only met him
once, I was too young to remember the encounter. He denied I was his
for 13 years, until my sister got married then suddenly he remembered
he had another daughter.
I decided to write him when I turned 18. We wrote back and
forth until about 4 years ago. Then everything just stopped. I pretty
much forgot about him lol until my cousin told me a few months back
that my grandmother (his mother) had passed away. No one even bothered
to inform me.
A few days ago my cousin called my mother to see if she
could give my number to my father. Apparently he had called and asked
her for it. Once again there had been another death. This time my
grandfather (his father). And my father had been sitting there
remembering all the bad he had done to me. If it had been anyone else,
or if he had made the slightest effort to get know me then maybe I
would have looked forward to a call from him.
But 30 years of neglect kinda builds up. And I personally
don't care what happens to him. It was of his own making. Because of
his crap I missed out on meeting my grandparents. I missed out on
having a father.
I say too little too late.
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• 3/14/2006 - Sad!