Our oldest daughter has two dads. For all the years growing up, her dad and I were in constant conflict. Every time we came together we locked horns. Our relationship was bitter and contentious. I was angry and resentful.
From the outset, the menace of alcoholism hung between us and cast a pall over our family. We were all held hostage to the ravages of alcohol. I did not know how to deal with the situation or where to turn for help. The more I resisted the more difficult things became and we all suffered, most of all our daughter.
A hidden part of the conflict was my relationship with my own father and what had gone unresolved between us. There was a pattern repeating itself and I struggled to understand it.
The light didn’t come for me to forgive my daughter’s dad until many years later–after I forgave my own father.[Read more…] about Everyone Would Call It a Miracle – A Story of Forgiveness