The Bloody Doors Off

I harbour a lot of feelings about my father.

Not all of them positive.

But I realized last night most, if not all, of these negative emotions are rooted in the past. And as my brother Wayne said last night, “All that matters is now”.

That hit home.

Looking at my father today, he’s not the man he was in the 1980s and 1990s.

He truly seems to be in a good place. You couldn’t say that 10 years ago.

I need to stop punishing him for the affair.

I need to stop punishing him for his actions when he, Kevin and I shared his split-level townhouse. (And while it was a very short period of time, there’s a lot to unpack.)

All that matters is now.

Who knows how much time I have left with him.

I’ve seen first-hand how it can be swept away without warning.

It’s time I forgave him.

And let the negativity dissipate.