If you are new here, then you don’t miss me, and I guess if you have been here a long time you might not miss me either.
No disrespect, but I don’t miss you either.
You see, I have been getting to know the daughter who I have been estranged from for 26 years. This has been an on-going healing process that will continue for the foreseeable future, but the last few weeks have been a whirlwind of “firsts” from my daughter:
- First text message
- First deep conversation
- First dinner (in LA)
- First cookout
- First phone call
- First “I miss you”
- First night out on the town
and the first family photo, where my daughter and my sons really bonded. I love the Dodgers, but I love my family more and I have missed my daughter more than I can ever express. I won’t be back anytime soon.