climbing up

Been quite a while since I posted something. It feels like everything happened over that amount of silent space.

We found a car, a nice '94 Camry LE, with lower miles and a completely rebuilt engine. We bought it from a repair guy who gave us a warranty and service deals at his shop. We handed over the keys to our fogue and drove our new wheels home.

I sent an email to dad recently to update him on how Haven and I were doing. It had been some time since I last wrote to him. This past Monday, he wrote me back, and I feel like he is denying me a relationship with him. He seemed to no longer acknowledge me as his daughter, but told me that he will always love me. I just don't understand. . . I have been accused of his hurt, which stings the most. I know that I am not the one to blame. Its just hard. There was a time for tears on Monday - Tuesday woke brighter. . .
The week is almost over. I am more hopeful now. Life goes on.