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I concur with Johnny Pyro... I never got the chance to have the "talk" with my father before he died.
Our relationship wasn't as bad as some of the ones mentioned above but it wasn't what I would call close or warm either. I grew up with my Mom and never even met my Father until I was about 9.
It wasn't until I had a kid of my own that I started to understand him (or at least empathize with him). I was just in the process of building up to have the "talk". To let him know how I felt, etc. when he died.
Now it's too late.
Trust me. Make the effort to reach out. It may not turn out well in the end but it is the effort that makes all the difference. Anything less and regret will haunt you later in life.
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- Old Man Luedecke
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