Warts and all

Today a friend shared over lunch what it was like to lose her father earlier this year. I listened with rapt attention. I have another good friend who recently lost his father. It's disconcerting.

I have committed myself to trying extra hard to accept my father, warts and all. I will communicate with him to the best of my ability and reconcile myself to the fact that he doesn't need to understand me or my choices. We can just be.

That's all.