Well…. Here we are. Another Father’s day without you.
I remember you when you were not forbidden to love me…. And you did. I know you loved me and felt safe with me. Don’t you miss that feeling… that knowing…?
It’s been years since you were allowed to love me… talk to me.. about me…. Remember me…. But I think, somehow, you still do.
So many things I want to give you Amelia…. But mostly, I want to give you your family back. I want you to know that I… we… never believed for one second that any of this is your choice.
So many lies. But the biggest and the worst was when they convinced you that this is an impossible situation and you had to choose…. Choose between your parents… choose between your homes.
It’s not true, Amelia. You are allowed to love and have a relationship with your entire family… and friends. Always!
You don’t have to pretend to hate… for anyone! Please find a way to contact me. Even one conversation can make things so much better.
Remember Amelia. Remember who I am. Our home.. yours and mine was always your safe place. Come home.
This is my prayer.
Come home.
