This is just a quick update on the latest happening in this painful saga of estrangement.
I had a strong feeling the other night that I should drive by my kids’ apartment (my two daughters live together). This is something I never do because I’m trying to respect their boundaries. To my surprise, the apartment was empty! They’ve moved and left no forwarding address. The only reason I know they’ve moved is because I drove by. Otherwise I would’ve still thought they lived there. Honestly, they might have moved months ago and I wouldn’t have known.
I don’t even know what city they live in now. I’d been trying to hold out hope for an eventual reconciliation, but now I feel they’ve slammed that door in my face.
I am beyond brokenhearted.