11/26/00

So it is Sunday afternoon--of course I am in my jammies and my house is a mess (well it is always a mess but that is not the point)--so who should knock at my door? My estranged father and his girl-friend. We are not estranged by choice but by the world and its workings. I still don't know how I feel about him...I really don't know how to feel about him...I have only been told what to feel. But I am glad that we might now get the chance to know each other.

But...I still don't know what to feel.

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