August 25, 2010- We met my best friend for breakfast at a local coffee shop and proceeded to school. He didn’t show up. He didn’t call.
I felt like I was reliving my childhood through my daughter. My father raised me and my mother was the one who always failed at her obligations. She would call and make arrangements to pick me up for the weekend and then months would pass before we heard from her again.
It made me sad then. It makes me even more sad now. All I want to do is protect them from pain and disappointments.