I met my dad for lunch on Monday. This was the first time I have seen him in seven years. No, that is not a typo. Seven years.
My thoughts and feelings towards it are different from what I expected. I had built this up for so long in my head that I suppose the idea of meeting him contributed to being an obstacle to actually meeting him. Reality is quite different from what is envisioned and I continue to learn this truth the longer I live. In other words, what I think versus what is, which therefore requires me to change my thinking to conform with what is real!
I don't regret the time it has taken to be at this place. If anything, it is another sign that healing has taken place and I praise God for this work in my life. I will say, that use of the word 'never' is not really a good idea, because God specializes in making the never happen.
One of my biggest questions now is: where do I go from here?
1 comment:
I'm glad things didn't go too bad. Don't compare yourself to others or anything, but for some it takes more time to heal and move on than for others. We must all go at a pace that is most comfortable to us.
Regardless of how it went, I am sure that Dad was quite happy to see you and you probably made his year. Although that may not mean a lot now, someday I am sure that you will realize that this is what makes you special. Even when you are hurt by someone, you still have the ability to forgive and help them be happy.
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