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[fatrockstar]

So I met this woman. I guess she's okay. She's a widow, and the cats are her late husband's. Since one of those cats has a number of health problems she was going to put him down, but her daughter got really ticked about that. So now they're working on getting dear daughter to take both of the cats. As for the smoking thing, she never smoked around me so I'm not sure what that's all about.

Dad told me he's thinking about buying a house in Friday Harbor. With new girlfriend. Her house is paid for, and she plans on selling her house too.

I will never understand this about my dad. Maybe it's an age thing. Maybe it has something to do with Mama dying. He said to me shortly after Mama's funeral that seeing her in the casket brought him a sense of closure he didn't realize he needed. Yeah, Dad did something incredibly stupid to end it, and Mama bad-mouthed him to me for the rest of her life because of it. They hadn't spoken in over 20 years. I found out through old letters he sent to her the year after their divorce that he wanted to reconcile. It never ceases to amaze me how nice he was about the whole thing, and that I never realized that my mother was the bitter non-custodial single-mom persona I had always loathed. I loved her anyway.

But maybe having a loss in common was what brought my dad and this woman together. She didn't talk a whole lot, which always bothers me about Dad's girlfriends. They either talk too damn much or they don't talk at all.

I guess it will be okay. He's just all I've got right now, you know?

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[relli.livejournal.com]

Have you been to Friday Harbor? Kind of hard to imagine anyone not living happily ever after up there.

Your dad loves you. :)