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The actually mailing of this card/picture was easy. The cost was minimal. Writing what was inside of it was surprisingly easy as well. I didn't put much effort into it, all I said was that I wish them well and hope they work on their personal health. I had no time to mention what a terrible person he has been for the last 25 years to me. The lack of communication, interest and genuine care are what hurt the most on a daily basis. I try not to think about it, but there are always reminders - everywhere. Today I heard a contest on the radio for hockey dads. I couldn't help but remind myself as to why I never had the chance to play hockey as a young kid and all the opportunties I missed out on as a result. I have always wished I had gone down the road of hockey in my youth. I know I would have done well, but now I will never truly know. Just the fact that I am still, to this day, missing out on all the beer league hockey and the good times that go along with it - I blame him. I will always blame him. It is pretty sad when I step back and think about it. I mean is it really fair that I blame him for being deprived such a luxury as a child? I doubt it.

Anyway, mission accomplished. I don't feel any different and certainly don't feel relieved or better or happier. I feel numb, just like before. It's a few pieces of paper with some words on it. That is it.