My father. At the time I was too young to really know what was going on or what it would mean to our life when my parents got divorced. Had I known that it would mean we would only see him every few years, and the random drunk calls he would send us, I would have tried more to see him. Once I was old enough to do things on my own, I was in the Navy and in no way able to see him.
Drifted is a relative term I suppose, but he was gone in all but memory and the occasional phone call.
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Like you said… too young to understand so you cannot put yourself at fault. I’m sorry you didn’t get as much time with him growing up as you wanted.
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