Thirteen years ago my then five year old daughter uttered her final words too me, “Daddy, I’m not allowed to talk to you anymore.” This with her cackling mother in the background, in direct defiance of a court order directing her to allow contact. No wonder I’m still angry. There is no getting over that sort of abuse. My own mother, God bless her, is sending a phone card because my daughter turned 18 and against her mother’s dominance. She wants to talk to me. I have one chance to make certain Amber understands that I have always loved her, and that the non-contact all these years was not my idea. Do I wish ill of my Ex for the pain and suffering? You bet. I’m human. Damning her to hell would be too great a blessing…

My daughter, Amber



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