Look at the Dates
That takes a composure I still cannot fully fit around a person I called Dad my whole life.
You have to think of your own daughter, every few months, as a problem to be managed in the minds of others, and then you have to do the managing, and then you have to accept her money on Friday and sort your restaurant coupons on Saturday, untroubled.
I do not know how to hold that, even now.
I have stopped trying to make it hold.
Some things about the people who raised you do not resolve; they only get set down.
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