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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nancy" data-source="post: 672352" data-attributes="member: 59">I just saw this saf and you brightened my day. Thank you for asking. I am doing OK. I miss dad, we had him for so many years and I still see him in my mind all the time. He was one of those you never expect to die. As thanksgiving approaches I remember so well the last time he was at our house, last thanksgiving. We had him over every year and he sat at the head of the table. He didn't like to leave his home much in the last few years but he did come over last year. We had a nice time with all of us together.Your story is so much like mine was. When our daughter was on drinking and smoking pot and still living in our home, so many things disappeared. We ended up having to lock everything up and I took my purse to bed with me every night. I remember the hurt I felt when I found the jar of change taken from her dad's dresser and hid it in her closet. Did she think we wouldn't miss the change jar?She said such awful hurtful things to us when we finally asked her to leave. I hated seeing her facebook but couldn't stop looking. I texted her and would lose my mind with her responses. It was so unhealthy. I kept hoping something I said would shake her into realizing what she was doing. When I cleaned out her room and got rid of all the stuff that reminded me of that side of her I felt a relief. I boxed up the things that were good memories and hoped someday she would want them. I was sad and relieved all at the same time. For quite a while I could not go anywhere that I use to go with her, without crying. I had to return something I bought her that I decided not to give her for Christmas and I couldn't walk into the store, had to call my other daughter to come down and return it for me. My grief and anger was so close to the surface it hurt.I am thinking of you during your journey.</blockquote>

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