I didn’t really suppose who our father was growing up.
It wasn’t until I turned eighteen, and sought him out on my own, that every one of us started to connect.
It turned out that he has a pretty cool guy even if he did more or less abandon myself and our mom right after I was born. That’s in the past now. Anyhow, every one of us were chilling, hanging out, playing some video games when he got a knock on the door. He casually said “ that must be our weed guy” before he opened the door. I had all kinds of thoughts in our head about the kinds of people who sell weed. So I was surprised to see a normal looking dude carrying a normal looking box. My Mom signed for the box and then took it inside Where he opened it up. That’s when I discovered that he uses a legal recreational weed delivery service. So this is not some back alley type of deal. It’s as legal and legit as buying your weed from a single of those legal weed stores. I laughed at myself a little bit when I found this out. When I told our Mom what I had been thinking, he admitted that he has used far less reputable weed companies in the past. Before everything became legalized in California. I didn’t doubt it. The more I hang out with our father, the more I see why our mom didn’t want myself and others having anything at all to do with him growing up. I was impressionable and I entirely could have been a led astray by such an idiot that I looked up to. But now that I’m an adult, I suppose it’s kind of funny, but sad. I don’t want to be love our Mom, but I’m delighted I’m finally getting to suppose who he is.