FedEx was successful in delivering the letter to the police department today. I can't say for sure that my father has it his hands because someone in the mail room signed for it. Not ideal, certainly not what I was going for, but you gotta think that a FedEx delivered to the attention of a police officer at his station would be in pretty good hands.
The question is, has he seen it yet? Or is it sitting in his mail box?
And so the waiting continues, but I am one step closer. This afternoon was difficult. It was hard to focus on work so I left early (4:30, the earliest I've left work in months) to go have a cocktail with hubby at his office. We had a nice chat for about an hour and then went to downtown San Carlos to walk around at the Farmer's Market. We had tamales from a cart, bought some cinnamon bread and then I got some lavender (an eye pillow and a sachet). I need the lavender to help me relax.
It was hard for me to eat today. I had 2 bananas and 1/2 sandwich during the day because that was all my stomach could handle. I didn't realize how hard this would be.
My Mom sent me a much needed email late last night. She reminded me of some of the details around when my father left our lives and how he was just a kid and that he struggled with it afterward. She told me that I should not feel guilty about trying to contact him and that I deserved to give it a try.
She has always said that at the time my father looked like Dustin Hoffman in "The Graduate" which came out the year I was born. Funny that I ended up with the name Mrs. Robinson.