Friday, October 27, 2006

Reflection of a 'fond' family fairwell...

So there I was flying my way to the bright United States of America. Dad dropped me off at the airport and was going to hang around to have lunch together before I flew out and he headed back home. At checking they said I would have to go straight through security. So I said to Dad he should just leave and have lunch somewhere else and that I would see him when I get back.
He reached out his hand and we just shook my hand. Like he would a business associate, that a handshake was all we needed.

My relationship with my father has changed forever. Now I wait to see if it’s all for the better?


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