The bone-chilling, heart hardening truth that I had to face was that no one owed me anything. Not even the people that bought me into this world. The only being that ever made promises upon our birth was God. Everyone else around us, even our parents are all subject to the winds and turns of the world.
Through lots of prayer and maturity, I had to resign to the fact that my father did the best he could. With the tools and mechanisms he learned growing up, he gave to me all that he could. The world had moved on. My father had remarried and was living well with his new wife and kids. My mom had remarried and was thriving. I was the only one stuck; even my brother had moved to be closer to my dad to work on their relationship. The anger, hurt and resentment only had me to haunt, and the rest of my life couldn’t take it anymore.
I hate in the movies when they have the fast forwarding of events, you know, when the man meets the woman and then you get a montage of their life. When the music stops, they have 2 kids, a dog and a nanny but I have to say that’s how I feel it happened. I remember crying, praying and asking God to help me. Then the next thing I know, my dad and I are having regular Monday evening conversations (Monday is his day off).
My father has since remarried, again, his new wife and I are actually friendly. As far as I’m told, he still keeps up with his other children and I honestly wouldn’t mind meeting them one day. The more people any of us have to love us, the better off we will be. My father and I still have our regular Monday conversations, but now we talk on random days too. He and his new wife are planning a trip to visit us and I’m so excited! He and my husband are planning to do some fishing while they’re here to get to know each other.
I really want to dedicate this story to my mom and my dad. I try to refer to my biological father as my father and my step dad as dad (it doesn’t always work). My step-dad helped talk me through a lot of those cries, he is an amazing man! I don’t know too many men who would be that secure in who they are and in who God has called them to be. I can honestly say none of this would have been possible without God and my dad. He always encouraged me to forgive and pursue the relationship. This man is truly an example of God’s love for me and I am overjoyed to have him as my dad.
