Complicated feelings

Yesterday, I posted thoughts about my dad.  

I remember, when Steve and I were getting married, that Judy (my soon to be mother-in-law) told me how lucky I was to have had a father in my life.  I'm not sure what happened to her father, but he was not in her life.

Dad was in mine, although not in the same way that fathers are usually in their children's lives. He was, truthfully, mainly an absent presence. My thoughts about him are not simple - they are complicated.

That's OK - whose relationships aren't complicated? 

I think it is OK to feel what you feel - to realize that feelings are what they are. And move on from there.