On Sunday evening, when I found out that my Dad and a little brother I have never met (and knew nothing about), were both going to be staying with me for nearly a week, I thought I was going to faint. I stood there in the freezer section, Sunday evening, in a daze. JT said something to me and that snapped me out of my daze. Between March 2001 and roughly June 2004, the relationship between my dad and I was virtually non-existent. After I became pregnant in 2004, I called my dad to tell him the news and work toward rebuilding our relationship. It has been an ongoing learning experience since then.

The week went by much better than I anticipated. I have a pretty good track record for when I go into a situation thinking the worse, then it almost always turns out not as bad as I thought it would. The first night (Monday night) was awkward, but I gradually felt at ease about talking about some old memories and untouched subjects. I hope that my dad has really listened to what feelings I have shared with him. I am thankful that I had a chance to be with him so much this week, particularly the last two nights where we talked for hours.

This morning my Dad left to head back to Colorado. I was a little bit sad about that. I hope that he is able to come down here next summer. I should have taken a picture with him. I do not have a picture of my Dad and I. That kinda sucks considering how into pictures I am. They left about 13 hours ago, so I imagine that they will be heading into Denver within the next two hours. I hope they did not run into any snow storms.

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