“Wish we lived in another state…

…so we could be together all the time.”

This is what she said to me as I was driving to meet her dad. It’s hard, but she’s learning a lot. Therapy is going to be good for her. She made an observation the other week when she was misbehaving toward a friend of hers, that she was really angry inside. She said that she had a lot about her dad that she hadn’t expressed at the time, and that she realized now she was taking it out on her friend.

Such awareness is priceless.

Each day goes by and I think more and more how important she is to me.

Some day, I told her, when you are old enough to legally choose where you want to be, you can decide then and you won’t feel so powerless. Maybe she’ll choose at that time to be with her dad more or just as much…but I doubt it. He finds little ways to alienate her every day.

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