I grew up without my dad in my life. I mean he was in my life, but only about 2-3 times a year. maybe he would come by around Christmas, or my birthday, and sometimes in-between, sometimes not. I am not blaming him. I am not blaming me. It just the way it happened. It was mostly a financial relationship, he would give me money when I wanted it. That would be those 2 or 3 times he came.I did go with him to California for a weekend. It was awkward most of the time. I also went to Mexico with him for a week, that was truly an experience. Imagine being in a country, where you don't know the language ( I know very little Spanish) with a dad who you barley know. With his family. I was so scared to eat anything. just because of the rumors. I did find a website about the city that my dad is from and where I visited. I remember my junior and senior year I was in need of more money. The only solution was my dad.
I see him about the same now. My birthday, my kid's birthdays and Christmas. I decided this needs to change so I recently told my dad we would visit him at least once a month to form a closer bond. I want my kids to know him. I went for September already and it was interesting. We had a BBQ and I spent most of the time with my half brother and half sister. While lily played outside with her aunts. They're the same age. But it's a good thing I guess. She can at least be close to them. I will keep you updated on our progress.
