So my dad calls me a week ago, after no communication for 14 years. I was actually happy to hear from him & like I have said in the past (yet pretty recently), if my father showed up at my door today, I would still welcome him with open arms. We chatted a bit, found out that he had no idea that he has twin, 8 year old grandsons & he seemed a bit excited about that, talking about taking them fishing, etc. Well, we will see…he's obviously always been a flaky one. So, he tells me that he's going to sell a bunch of his crap & move up this way in April, after living in Mexico for over 20 years. Wow! That would be neat, but yet I am not sure how things will play out. I only saw my father a half dozen times when I was 6ish, then ran into him at a 4th of July party when I was 13, & then met him again (& my 13 year old brother) & went camping & to the ocean when I was 17 (1994). So if this really happens, it will really change my life. I have never truly had a father figure in my life except for my step father for 5 years & then my grandfather. I'm almost scared, yet excited, especially for my kids to see my father. We will see if this really happens this spring...