The Daughter is in town. This is a big deal because the last time she was here I essentially kicked her out of my house.  That's not the whole story obviously, and there were extenuating circumstances, but that's what I feel like I did, and that's what it felt like to her.

Anyway, she wouldn't be here right now if not for the sad circumstance of my grandmother's passing last Friday.  So in an odd way I have to thank grandma for kicking the bucket and giving us another chance to try and be father and daughter instead of long-distance ... whatever.

*sigh*

Sometimes I hate being The Man, because I'd really rather be Atticus Finch. Fictional characters have answers for everything.