Road To Recovery

I shared a few weeks ago about my trip to see my dad. It did not go as I had hoped.  Some unresolved hurt had been revealed on that trip.  So I made the conscious decision to step away from contacting my dad.  I just needed some time to heal and to really process through what had happened on that trip.

I did not cut off all contact.  Just phone contact.  I texted him when I got home from that trip and the trip to go see Lilie.  I texted to thank him for my birthday wishes and to wish him a Happy Fathers Day.  I even texted when I got settled in Charleston.

I really did not have a “date” to when I would call him.  About a week ago I felt like I was at a good point in healing and decided to call him.  As soon as he answered he made a comment about it being so long since I called.  I mentioned to him that I was hurt by our last interaction.

He did not apologize or really acknowledge the interaction we had.  Instead, he just said “you just have to move on to the road to recovery”  I kinda chuckled.  “The road to recovery” sounds like something that happens after surgery, illness or addiction.  None of those are the case in this situation.  But I know this is the only way that my dad can acknowledge that I am healing from the hurt.    So I have decided to accept it for what it is worth.

To GOD Be The Glory

Take Care Much Love