It's Hard to Be an Estranged Daughter on Father's Day

My parents divorced when I was 9, and I turned out OK.

I turned out OK despite the fact that my parents’ emotional and legal separation was compounded by a physical distance of 1700 miles when we moved six states apart, making it hard for me to see my father regularly. I turned out OK despite the fact that his phone calls quickly dwindled — from coming at regular intervals to once every few months, to possibly, but not always, on my birthday or Christmas; out of sight, out of mind, I suppose.

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