They left yesterday thankfully. I thought I would be happy but I have a tinge of miss for my dad but hate to admit it since I still have so much anger and trepidation toward him. I'm still processing all that has happened and the more I think about it the more I feel disconnected and horrible about the whole thing. The real test is how they are when they get home and comfortable, if they will remember me then.
He is at the turnaround and I miss him so much. Today to getting through and moving forward even though I'm tired and down.
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