Thank you! It's good to be back. I find that when life gets too complicated I tend to retreat, which isn't really a good thing. The spring was complicated. My stepmother died in May, but not before she had decided that I was her mortal enemy (for taking my father for legal advice that was required before he could sign away his rights to his share of their home, in favor of her kids). Her kids sent me hate mail; my father begged me to stay away and cried because he was in danger of losing his relationship with them; she did not want me to come to her funeral. When she died, everyone in my extended family attended but me. She left my father destitute to the point where he can't afford an apartment, so he lives in the house she gave her kids (it was previously his house) at her kids' whim - they can kick him out anytime. He pays all the bills and upkeep, cares for the property etc. He's a nice live-in unpaid property superintendent until the real estate market improves, basically. And he's still far from his own family, which is what she wanted.
Then my father asked to come and visit in June. My kids didn't want him to, but ... he's seventy-six. He's in constant pain with a chronic degenerative neurological disease. He did what he thought would make his life bearable at the time. The older I get, the less I find I can judge people. So he came to visit in June, and it was a bit strange, but I'm glad we had the visit. I don't respect most of the decisions he's made in the past 50 years but then some of my decisions haven't been so great either.
I should have stayed in touch here, though ... some objective thoughts would have been welcome at times! And I'm sorry to not have been here for others.