My dad informed me last night that I'll be a big brother again. I'll be 28 years older than this one!
I gathered that my sister, who lives up north, is upset. It's about the past. About how our father was back then, as a young gungy marine with a drinking problem.
He's much different now. That old person is gone as far as I'm concerned. I don't think the sister really feels that way and still seeks some reparations.
I'm not sure how I feel, but because I met with my father last night, I didn't get a chance to do any work, so I took today off. While I don't feel upset, I feel something, and I'm taking sometime to figure that out. I'll figure that out as I scrub the floor, dissemble an old couch, and buy a new one.