Through My Estranged Daughter’s Eyes


Tonight I found myself scrolling through photo files on my computer.  Suddenly I came upon a collection of photos my youngest daughter had taken on a vacation.  Just her and I, on a Caribbean cruise to celebrate our graduations.  Hers from high school, mine from my long awaited Bachelor’s degree.

I realized while I was looking at the photos, I was seeing our trip through her eyes.  Right now—with no hope in sight of an end to this estrangement—it felt like the only way I could possibly hear from her.  Through the eyes of her camera lens.  So I took a trip to the Caribbean tonight seeing it as she saw it.  Seeing it through my tears as I remembered the fun we had together, just the two of us.

How could things have gone so wrong?

I’m going to share a few of her photos that don’t have identifying features. A few moments in time from our graduation vacation … through my daughter’s eyes (and through my tears).

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3 thoughts on “Through My Estranged Daughter’s Eyes

    • They almost rewrite the narrative of their lives. Once they decide you’re the bad guy, they have to see everything through that lens to bolster their distorted view of life. One of my estranged daughters keeps a memoir blog, and she’s started to tell stories about me. Stories that aren’t true. A psychologist that I’ve been seeing through this said that it’s a more compelling “story” for her blog readers if she writes her mother as awful, rather than to share the truth of the love we shared.

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      • Oh wow, I am so sorry to hear that. I feel your pain, because I have been there. “They almost rewrite the narrative of their lives.” Dang! I never thought of it in these terms and you are so right. I often wonder if they have to make us out to be bad because it’s the only way they can not look inward at themselves…

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