Saturday, January 03, 2004
Dear daughter,
Because I don't ever hear from you, I never know what you're thinking about. I don't know what your mother has been doing to you mentally, psychologically, emotionally...........(are all of those the same thing?). I know that she hates me, and that she used to resent you, and was scornful of you unless you won "First Place" at something. She has made it impossible for us to communicate, but as you can tell from this blog, I've never stopped trying to tell you that I love you.
I'll write a little more later. I'm going to the ocean to watch the big waves....there's another storm coming in from the Pacific.
I Love you
Bub
