Dear Dad, This feels weird. I told myself writing to you wouldnât be badâitâs better than a phone call you could reject or a visit you could deny. But instead, it feels like Iâm about to bare my soul on the page.
Iâm not sure Iâm ready for that.
Do people keep you updated on my whereabouts? If not, the short story is that Iâm back in Rose Hill, and Iâm also back at Emery-Rose Elite with the same classmates I left when I was ten.
The not-so-short story is that Iâve always had memory issues surrounding the incident that put me into foster care, and Iâve started experiencing flashbacks.
Listen, I know you denied my request for visitation when I was a kid. I wish you hadnât done so, but I think I understand it a little. You didnât want me to see you like that⦠but all I wanted was to know it would be okay.
Maybe you couldnât have given me that.
Anyway. Because of the flashbacks, Iâm left with more questions than answers. Iâm going crazy trying to piece it together.
My foster parents think it would be a good idea to have some sort of relationship with you. I donât know if I agree with that, but⦠I do need you to fill in some gaps for me.
No one else is willing to do so.
I hope this letter makes it to you.
Sincerely, Margo Dear Margo, Youâre welcome to visit any time.
Dad
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