I am learning that even the best of familes fight. Let me explain. I am 32 years old and I never had a family until now. At the age of 7 my mother decided to kidnap my brother and me as a matter of fact it happened on my 7th birthday. I did not see my father for 3 years. After that I did not see my dad again fo 20 years. Even that was due to a nervous breakdown. My grandma called him and said he needed to go see me at the hospital. I had it in my mind that I hated this man who left me to years of abuse and pain. I had somewhat of a normal childhood, thanks to where I grew up I grew up in a school for people with special needs I was there from 9-10 and then again from 12-20 Anyway, I was reunited with mother. I went though 8 years of hell due to mentel abuse. All of this was going on while I was going college. Anyway I ended up living by my dad. His wife is my mom. A few week ago my dad and I had a huge misunderstanding. He told me to never call his house again. He said he never wanted to see me again. You could shot me. During these past few weeks I felt the hate I felt for him years ago. Well, my mom has been trying talk to both of us. I did not want to give. because he hurt me, but I had to realize I hurt him. But all I could think about was "Where was he when....." But today as mom was talking my heart was changing. I have to love my dad for now and let the past go. He is here now.



