As a man and father, who has two daughters, I think I owe them an apology for the way their lives have gone so far. I know I am not responsible for the decisions they make daily and have made so far in their own lives, but I am indeed responsible for leaving when I did, but in my mind heart and soul I felt I was doing the right thing. The years have gone by, it’s been decades now, since the day I packed my belongings in an old Chevy Nova and drove away leaving behind two small daughters, that I wish I could have taken with me. I am sorry girls, but when I left I really had no choice and I believed then as I do now I did what was best for you both, myself, and all involved, although it did not turn out that way in the long run or did it? Reflecting on it all today, makes me believe I did do right no matter what back then, for I was not the one responsible for what happened, I didn’t ask for it and I never meant to hurt you both, I thought I was doing right when I left you behind.
Today it is 2017, then was 1990, April 14th, to be precise in Pittsburgh, Pa., I was discharged from the US Navy the summer before, July, 1989, and we held onto to the home as long as we could, but no one would hire a man discharged with a bad back. I struggled looking for a job and your mother struggled with demons I had no idea about, till I came home one day in August to find her crying on the telephone. When I questioned her as to why she was crying she wouldn’t answer me at first, then, when she finally did, I learned her parents were getting a divorce, when I asked why, I found out, your grandfather had sexually molested and used all four of his children over the years and his wife had found out, faced him and tossed him out on his ass. filing for divorce. The damage began long before I married your mother girls and I was not the one responsible and could never be.
IT was shack to me when I was arrested in December of 1991 after my mother’s death, for a charge of Aggravated Sexual Battery against my eldest daughter, it was of course a false charge. It was a way for my ex-wife to get revenge and her being vindictive, she was getting even with me for leaving, So, she and her mother, convinced my eldest to lie and try to put me away. The truth was found by the prosecutor, girls when she released me for catching the lies on the stand made by your mother and our daughter. It cost me four months of my life in a jail cell, and money to get released. But I am innocent and the court knows that today and I was released and returned home. I did not contact my girls until they were old enough and I still suffered when I did.
They called me a sperm donor and treated me like shit and I fought through it over years of time. In the end I bought the baby girl her wedding dress and attended her marriage in a park in Pittsburgh with my second wife. I was in both girls homes more than once and did my best to meet my grandchildren from both of them. I sent Christmas Presents and invited them to my home and one came more than once.
Yet it will never be right for me, I always believed because the accusation stood over my head by my eldest daughter. It took her 20 years to realize I was right and never touched her or attempted to and she got help to figure it out too. She openly admitted it never happened to me and said it took counselling for her to realize it, and admitted she was used by her mother and grandmother to get even with me for leaving.
Time has passed and yes I miss my girls and always will period. The girls I met grown years later are not the ones I left behind. They have been raised by a family with an evil secret and it sticks to them and taints them also in many ways mentally. Both girls believe they are not good enough, that is because they were told by their mother they aren’t, it’s crap. They were put down and pushed around and hated for being my daughters, and they were told their father was a piece of shit pervert and didn’t want them. The facts are 180 degrees the other way and they now know that, but they know no other way to live then what they were taught. Sadly, I as a man can’t change what they have become and nor would I hurt them or try to change them either. I accepted what and who they are when I re-met them. I can’t change their lives, or my own, nor can I help their mother. But I can live and Love and Learn and I have.
Recently, it has become time for my wife and I to do a LIving Trust, and we have accomplished it and it is done. As I prepare for the inevitable in my future I am now 61 going on 62, I look back and wish I could’ve done it differently girls. I wish I had had the finances to fight for you and to bring you with me, but I didn’t so, I live with the regrets and apologize for that fact here and now. All I can do is live and carry on the best I can, and finish the Living Trust, when I die I know I have done all I can for you girls 500 miles away and your children too. I tried to do what I thought was right, I wrote many stories and little books and poems and blogs. I survived despite what your mother and her family tried to do to me, I am a survivor. You girls have survived now into your 30’s, with children of your own, beautiful children indeed, Kayla , Ayssa, Chase and Ethan, and I love each dearly and always will till the day I die, just as I love you girls and always have and did. I don’t have a fortune to give you, but I do love all of you so much.
I am trying to leave behind something my grandchildren will be proud of when I write, and the blogs I produce. It is all a man can do without being there in person, I hope you will understand the legacy of it all.
Remember this girls, I loved you the day you were born, I loved you every day since and the children you have brought into the world. Never forget, I did please, and that I always will even after long gone.