I'm about to leave work (it's 5:42 on a Friday afternoon, yes it's time), but I find myself feeling like I need to have my time planned. When I have space and time to fill I go quickly to wondering what my father is doing. Has he read my letter yet? If so, what is he thinking? The scenarios run everywhere from "he drove himself straight to the airport (or just clocked out from his station there) and got on a plane and he'll be here any minute" to "he threw it away because he has put that part of his life behind him and has moved on and does not want to go back there" and everything in between.
The everything in between is the most likely scenario.
I hope that my letter found you and that you are not too freaked out about getting it. I hope that you have people around you who care about you and who can help you think through this to come to whatever decision suits you best. I hope that you are either content enough with your life right now to just move on, or are so excited (as I am) about the possibilities that lay in front of us. Either way, I hope you can find peace with yourself and your world. Just know that whatever happens I love you very much and I don't hold anything against you.
And that the door is always open.
I think we could have a really great time getting to know each other. I think you would really love getting to know your son-in-law and your grandsons. They are all very special guys and they love me and treat me well. They also would love to know you. You have a whole family (even 2 dogs! I hope you like dogs) who has stories to share and time to spend and love to give.
Just let us know when you're ready.