I remember resenting my father for being the one who lived.  That was then – 2008 – and yet now?  Perhaps it was better the way it turned out.  I had a good relationship with my mother, and nothing at all with my father until she died.  Her passing led to us getting along, and so, and so.  A positive, which she would have liked.

-21 April 2017

This post is part of the I Remember series.